Why my heart is restless as April 1st approaches

What kind of day is April 1st for all of you?

The start of a new fiscal year. April Fools' Day. The first day of work for new employees.
It might be a day that holds a slightly special meaning for everyone.

For our family, too, this April 1st is a milestone.
My husband, who has retired, is making a fresh start at a second workplace.

With that day just around the corner, my heart feels somewhat unsettled.
It is a feeling like a quiet, restless rippling of waves.

My husband has worked at the same company for decades.
Even after reaching retirement age, he worked for about five more years through re-employment, surrounded by people he knew well.
I think he has been working in what you might call a "home" environment (though that is just my impression... haha).
This time, however, it is his first time in an "away" environment.

He is a grown man, so he will be fine.
Even though I know that in my head, my heart keeps racing ahead.
I hope he is blessed with a good environment and can work comfortably.
All I can do right now is wish for that.

I am sure I worry like this because of my own experiences.

I quit my job when I had my children and focused on raising them for a while.
The reasons were that maternity leave systems were not yet well-established at the time, and because of my own experience growing up in a dual-income household, I wanted to provide an environment for my children where their mother was at home.

When I returned to the workforce after my children had grown, I had to face a certain reality.

It was a small office for a professional practice.
There was a so-called "office queen bee," and she had a group of followers around her.
Whether you did well or not, you were subject to judgment, and if you stood out even a little, you would face criticism.

It was a place where I keenly felt the difficulty of human relationships rather than the work itself.
It was an experience that taught me firsthand that working is not just about completing tasks.

Though, it is strange, because a few years later, I ended up in a relationship with that same queen bee where we would go on trips together (haha).

That is exactly why I want my husband to spend his days in as peaceful an environment as possible, feeling comfortable.
I hope that while he interacts with new people in a new place, he can remain true to himself.

I truly hope this is all just unnecessary worrying.