This has been an eventful week at the new job. There was a degree of discord from one of the worker’s there who will be leaving as a result of me assuming all responsibilities.
I am a ‘lovely woman’ whom she see’s herself ‘divorcing’.
I was and am very sympathetic to her sensibilities. Still, this is business. Nothing more. She can work her ass off trying to prove whatever it is she is caught up in, but I know all too well the bosses’ really have no interest in her personal life. You need to produce. Simple as that.
That acceptance as made me very good at my job. And yes, it has taken awhile to learn these lessons. Not that I’m a slow learner…just a very stubborn one at times.:
I hope that the vision I am developing for this company comes to fruition. I’m all business. This isn’t about what the company can and should do for me.
I am the worker bee you see. This is about saying ‘Lets try doing this and that. We’ll be more efficient. More productive. Better overhead results in higher profits.’
It is quite simply, business.
I’ve learned this the hard way. You must separate to some degree your personal self with your business self.
Because of my journey I actually have a deeper insight into this.
I left work and arriving home tucked my pages and computer into my backpack. I decided to head off for dinner and do some editing.
Boston Pizza won the decision for where I would dine.
As I entered the establishment I looked past the host who was intent on seating me. My eyes were now trained on an old friend. I was half engaged with the gentleman who wanted to seat me and the friend whom was in my sight.
I’d traversed through the hallowed halls of school from Grade 1 to Grade 11 with him. We’d put together the 30 year reunion together. He lives with is wife just a meer block from my domain.
I waved my hand and he looked up then rose to greet and folded me in his arms.
Brian had a stroke three weeks ago. This shocked me.
He smiled rather sardonically and sadly stating ‘Aging sucks.’
I laughed and agreed. I told him of my issues. Discussed the emotional head games these things play out. Then informed him to commit to a few hours out with Marie and I.
The three of us put together the 30 year reunion. What I can I tell you is that year of piecing together out past cemented me to so many aspects of who I used to be.
And I needed that.
So if I see a friend who has suffered, know this. All the positive energy I have is being directed to your well being.
There are people who so quietly touch your life. Brian I would say is one of those people.
Yet, there is a profundity to it.
He matters. He has all the school pictures of us from Grade 1 to Grade 11. He sees just me, not the latest invention of who I thought I should be. Brian has gone through his own hell. And I guess that’s what we need to embrace and understand about our journey during this life.
Despite our successes and losses…at the end of day…we are all simply human.
And I will always try to offer the most sincere and honest response to someone’s situation.
To those I hold dear…know that it is doubled.
And if you cannot articulate what burdens you… I understand this so deeply. I will not speak for you. Your voice, your emotions, your feelings are necessary. All I can do is hopefully give them a face. Give them voice. Give them life.
Long ago I accepted that my roll in this world is souly dependent upon the organic thought provided to me by simply living.
It sounds simplistic…but really its not.
I commit to this world to assist in bringing an honest and forgiving truth to how we live our lives.