God makes beauty from ashes

We used to play this game when we were little kids - "hot potato". We would use a rock or little bean bag - whatever - and pass it around to each other in a circle, pretending it was a hot potato so we'd have to pass it as quickly as possible. Today... I am the hot potato. And the company I've been temping for has dropped me as quickly as possible. My 'last day' is to be this Friday and I'm to train/handover to "Anna" when she arrives at the end of this week. First, I cried. I was in so much shock and I took it all to heart. How can I not take it personally? It personally affects me . Then I was really angry. I have worked my butt off for you guys for almost a year and this is how you treat me?!? This is outrageous! Me being me - I wanted comfort and confirmation. It was interesting to me the people that wanted to be there for me and the people that wanted to drop me or pass me to someone else as quickly as they could - like a hot