I've never felt so attached to a calling-- it was exciting and meaningful and scary and demanding and fun. It seems wrong that the entire time I was serving, I was sick, depressed and pregnant. Now that I'm actually feeling up to the task, it's no longer required of me.
I'm having a tough time letting go.
In an effort to distract myself, I've been playing with Mad Men Yourself. It's kind of addictive. And so opposite of thinking about church callings. :)
Time to snap out of it and go running, do dishes, fold laundry, take the baby to the doctor... back to life.