Chapters always end with intention of another starting, right?

Getting engaged was the happiest moment of my life thus far. However, I experienced some bizarre things right before getting proposed to. For example- March 26th on my way into my favorite cafe in Oakland, Eric and I locked our bikes up only to step into the line of two 16 year olds in a fight. We were blocked from being able to cross the street due to the fight so we were forced to stand and watch.One of the boys held up his i-pod in resistance to hand it over and the other held a gun to the boys stomach. The barrel of the gun was very long. I kept switching eye contact from the gun to the gunman's eyes. These were boys, I wanted to say something. I wanted to hug them both. Of course I didn't but I wanted to.

Just days later on March 29th I had an annual review at my job as an Associate Director of a Christian Non-profit. During the review, I was not surprised with the results. I tanked the section where I was suppose to bring the organization income through fundraising. Every other section of my job, however I was above average in. I set a commitment date with the organization when I took the job back in 2010. The date I set forth would not arrive for another 6 months or so, I just figured I would have to work on raising money a lot harder for half of a year. I also knew that the directors that over see my performance, who are married, are expecting a baby. They like to plan well in advance ( we started hiring for summer in late December.)so I was curious on what they were planning to do in regards to staffing for the maternity leave. I asked if there would be any changes before this summer that I would be involved in. I did not really expect to be affected by the changes. When they answered the question however, I knew they were planning on asking me to move on because their eyes filled with fright and terror. The only words that came out of their mouths were "I am unable to answer that now". At that moment I knew something was up, and that I had no job security whatsoever. It was the end of March and I was sensing big changes happening before the summer season that starts in May. I was right. I left the office and my Co Directors were in tears. I was given no explanation on what was going on.
Meanwhile one of my best friends sat outside of my office waiting for me. ( This annual review ran really late, making me late for dinner plans). When she saw my facial expressions, she knew something was wrong. When she asked where I wanted to go to eat, I only wanted to go to my favorite cafe, danger and all. The scene of the stick up. I wanted to face that fearful scene I witnessed days before and sit in the emotion of it all. So we did.