We are defined by what we choose to reject. And if we reject nothing (perhaps in fear of being rejected by something ourselves), we essentially have no identity at all.So perhaps I have to start saying no a little more. Am I doing OK - well often the answer is no: I'm packing up, I'm sorting out, I'm throwing out. It's tough. I hang onto the thought that something good will come of this, but getting through these last few weeks is hard. I've said no to meetings and social events recently and I feel better for it. Thankfully I have amazing colleagues who are kind, caring and who show me every day that what I've done over my 6 years here has been impactful and influential - on them and on our students. This is just the end of one chapter - it's not the end of the book. There's another chapter waiting to be written, and pretty soon I'm going to be doing just that.