closureSix years ago next week, two very important things happened within days of each other that changed my life.
Of course we all know what happened on the 11th of September but for about 16,000 of us, the 13th of September was just as traumatic and somewhat more personal. The airline we had worked for (in my case for 16 years) suddenly closed it's doors and stopped flying.
Some 16,000 of us lost our careers overnight and we found out by watching the 6 o'clock news. I was on holidays that week, as I was looking after my son while his mother was travelling in the United States. Oh yes, she had arrived in New York city on the 11th.
It was a stressful few days. Even now I sometimes have dreams that we are all called back to the airport to work. It will never happen of course.
This week, I did something to lay that past to rest. I needed to find the final closure. Since this is the first year that we haven't commemorated the end of Ansett Australia, I decided to clean out my wardrobe. I took my old uniforms to charity, gave away the last remnants of that life and said goodbye to the past.
I took a deep sigh and felt somehow calmer.
