My news is nothing new these days, but it's new to me... today I was let go from my job as a result of "downsizing" at our hospital. Without question, it was the most distressing, humiliating, unexplained experience of my life. Did I mention humiliating?!? And imagine... the people who met with me (department director, my manager, and someone from HR), had the nerve to tell me how difficult it was for them! No question, but a. that's part of their jobs as managers, and b. at the end of the day, they go home STILL EMPLOYED!, and finally c. did they really expect sympathy from me as they were firing me?!? I'm really sorry, but that was not something I was at all interested in hearing, certainly not at that point in time. The other really helpful platitude was "you're not the only one being let go"... well, you know, I certainly feel for all the other employees who lost their jobs today (apparently there were more than 320 full time staff let go), and frankly I wish we could all get together to commiserate over a stiff drink... but at that moment, that really didn't do anything to make me feel a BIT better!!!
I'm trying to wrap my head around this, and I'm not doing very well. So, while nothing anyone has to say will get my job back, please understand I don't expect sympathy from anyone. I just really needed to get this off my chest... and there may be more wallowing &/or anger to come, so please forgive me in advance! I know I'm not alone, but this is my pain, my loss, and my experience to try to understand and process.
In the mean time...
This is a photo of the little guy who is "boarding" at our house, for how long is unclear, but every day is a gift, either way. He is really, really sweet... he likes everyone and other pets, even our cats. That's his little "chippy" to the left of the bowl... he carries it out on our walks, too cute!
Trust me, I am very happy to have Bubba here to help make me smile, and to make me do something for someone else... it helps get me outside of myself and my own grief.