Nobody likes to start over. Whether it is a project around the house, an email, a student doing a paper or in life in general. Maybe some people do. Some might think of it as a refresh button. But when you are forced to start over because of a death, a divorce or losing your job, it can hit you.

The hardest part about losing my job was telling my kids. My two college-age girls were great. The positive reinforcement from them was wording I needed to hear even coming from 20 something-year-olds. Telling my youngest and seeing the look on their face was tough. Trying to make sure they felt it was going to be alright when you are unsure requires an academy award performance. For this one, I got nominated but didn't win.

It does take a few days to sink in. For me, the first thing was to get my mind and body on a normal schedule again. No more up at 3:45 am. I had to learn to take a few deep breaths in the morning to start my day and say to myself, "it will be ok." It is very hard to convince yourself that especially when you start to think about the mortgage, bills, groceries, your kids.

Over the next few days, I gave myself a choice, sit and sulk or get back to myself, which is "I can do this." Believe me, there are days when I have a meltdown but I only allow myself a few minutes of that. Then it is back to "I can do this."

There have been many positives that have come from this forced change in my life, I was reminded that I was underestimating my worth. Within days, even hours of getting fired, I was notified by people who were interested in me job wise. I didn't even get a chance to update my social media and I was getting phone calls and messages. Just those messages alone reminded me it was ok.

It has only been a few weeks, but this has just sent me on a path for the next chapter of my life. And sometimes, change can be a good thing!