Greetings,
I am truly loving my job
again.
There was a time that I
was ready to leave, so burnt out was
I with life's travails. My father -- my biggest inspiration --
fell ill. My beloved Laki
unexpectedly took flight to the Other Side, followed soon after by Dad's
departure.
I was a brave little
soldier. I carried on, putting on a cheerful face at work, never
letting on to my clients that my heart was broken into a million
pieces. There was no need to impose my sadness on them.
Grief held me prisoner,
and the loosening of its grip has taken time. Five
years. I know this because lately, I've caught myself not
just smiling, but laughing out loud at work.
"Death
is the starlit strip between
the companionship of yesterday
and the reunion of tomorrow."
~ On a monument erected to honor Mark Twain,
by Ossip Gabrilowitsch
Thanks to DH, Cia and
Doni, those I serve, and The Creator, I was able to remained faithful
to my commitment. And now, I am once again being rewarded in
full, intrinsic measure. I am having fun doing
what I do, and my work days are full of happy moments. We have the
best clientele -- the nicest people.
Having been humbled by life's pain
and suffering, yet strengthened by them, I have
gained a new insight and enthusiasm for work and those I serve, even during times of
tremendous change.
I am involved in the moment,
appreciating it. I am truly here for my clients, focusing my
full attention to the experience at hand. I block out
the distractions and concentrate on each client
encounter. No longer is my attention directed to the past or
the future.
I've come to an acceptance of
both my strengths and weaknesses. I no longer push
myself. I've paid my dues, and I don't need to keep paying
them. I pace myself. I
balance work with love, pleasure, and relaxation. I have learned to exercise compassion
for myself. And in so doing, I have greater empathy and
understanding for my staff and my clients.
I'm finding it easier to look positively at
my mistakes and use them as opportunities for growth. Most of all,
I am now able to look beyond the routine tasks and daily hassles to
the positive contributions I make to my individual clients and those
with whom I work, as well as to society itself.
Like my predecessor and
mentor, I am learning patience. He was an ideal role
model. He waited patiently. If he could do that, so
can I.
"It's
very strange that the years teach us patience -- that the shorter
our time, the greater our capacity for waiting."
~ Elizabeth Taylor
"Life is a Gift."
Wholeheartedly,
Author
Unknown
P.S. If you would
like to share a portion of yourself with words, in response to
this journal entry, you may do it here.
"The
only gift is a portion of thyself..."
Ralph Waldo Emerson
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