I haven’t talked about the Mother Ship in this format (blog) yet—it’s just what I call the place I work worked at.

No specifics (company name, etc.) are really needed. It was just your generic Mother Ship-type of place I guess—how would I know since this was my first corporate job?!

Except that I do know that the people made it what it was… Here’s part of what I said in my “buh bye…” email:

<Insert name of mother ship here> has become an extension of my family over the last 7 years. Sure, it’s been a dysfunctional family at times, but aren’t they all? That’s the nature of family  ;>)    As with any family, it’s the people who create the ties that bind, and this has been a great group of people to bind to. Over the last 7 years I’ve learned something from each person on this email. Whether it’s been technical, procedural, personal, corporate-political, operational or career-related, you’ve each impacted me in some way and I want to thank you.

I left on good terms, I think. I’m actually surprised at how mixed my emotions are at leaving. Usually I go running and jumping for joy from a job, but this departure was more (in case you didn’t get it the 1st time), mixed.

I’ve made a few really good friends there. Hell, I didn’t make that many new friends in the previous 10 years! That says something right there.*

I feel like I’m moving to a new city–all new geography, all new buildings, all new people. I‘ll call the new place something different, but I don’t know what I’ll call it yet. I should probably work there a day or 2 before I alt-name it.

*I don’t know what.