What a difference a day makes! The song tells how 24 little hours can make a difference between grey skies and sunshine, the blues and happiness, no love, and love.... how true those lyrics are! And for the record, I love Dinah Washington's rendition of this song best of all...
Last Monday was really a day that made a difference in my life. I got up as usual at 5:30, got ready and walked into work at 7:00 AM, to find my manager and a professionally dressed man waiting for me outside my office door. They followed me into my office, closed the door and proceeded to inform me that I was being terminated immediately - my job was being outsourced to another company, and I was to vacate the premises immediately. I was walked to the main floor entrance where I waited alone for my husband to come and pick me up and take me home.
Sixteen years - gone - in a blink of an eye!
I didn't get the chance to say goodbye to any of my long term co-workers, who have been my friends and family for 16 years; I did not get to collect my personal belongings... I ceased to exist.
Well that was a week ago, and in the week that has passed I have experienced emotions that are very foreign to me.
Anger comes to mind first. I have never been an angry person - I loathe anger of any kind - there is no place for it in my life - or there wasn't until last week... now it seeps in to everything I do - and I hate it.
Shame. What have I got to feel shamed about? Absolutely nothing - but the mere act of being treated like someone who did wrong, has put the notion that perhaps I am not a good person firmly in my mind.
Fear. Lots and lots of fear. I am closer to 59 yrs than 58 - where am I going to be able to find another job at my age, that will help me sustain my mortgage, family... my life as it was last Monday?
Sorrow. When will I be able to tell my friends face to face about my weekend, about my bad haircut experience, about my dog's latest silliness?
I know some of my co-workers will read this, so I am adding the last part for them.
Thank you for all you have been to me. You were the sisters I never had. You laughed with me, you cried with me, you held my hand and my heart and walked with me when I had breast cancer and when my husband was going blind. You were my cheering section, when I lost 70 lbs. You have been my family, and I love you all. God Bless You All... Stay safe, be happy, and I hope we meet again...
That's the difference a day makes....
Take it Away, Dinah!