This was not a typical Monday morning at the office.. We were gathered around for a quick “flash” meeting and had learned the dishearenting news of a co-worker that resigned due to a life-threatening illness that was news to all of us. As we stood there in the midst of tears, sadness and silence, a cart of bagels and cream cheese were wheeled into the area, courtesy of the co-worker who wasn’t coming back, as she couldn’t face saying goodbye. Anyone who works in an office knows that everything is celebrated-from anniversaries, birthdays, the big 30, 40, 50, promotions, goodbyes and “welcome aboards” and it is all done with food.
As the meeting ended, people gathered around to get their bagel and do their best to get back to their normal office routine. But I couldn’t. I didn’t want to partake in this “peace” offering and this felt like a different kind of goodbye. I can honestly say I would have handled it just as she had if it were me. I would not want to see the looks of pity in someone’s eyes or answer the million good-intended questions. As a former caregiver, I know this family is in for a rough road when facing a life-threatning illness, not only for the sick patient, but for the caregiver and family as well.
I walked quietly back to my desk and Googled the illness and shed some silent tears of my own. People are taking collections, sending e-mails, getting her address for cards. I will wait to share my condolences with her for a few weeks. That is when it is going to start getting really tough, after all of us has went back to our lives, she will be sitting in a midst of anger, confusion and depression. It’s awful, and it sucks.
At my son’s freshman banquet a few weeks ago, his coach told the boys to learn to “Embrace the Grind” as this is what makes boys into men. As I get older, I realize this also makes the weak tough. Life gets to get too much..life happens, and sometimes what is left in its aftermath is an internal emotional feeling that of Sandy. An internal Sandy disaster. Like the disaster relief efforts that are going to be needed after Sandy, we also need people to come to our emotional rescue. And that is when I will offer my help to her, if she lets me. If not, I hope she learns to “Embrace the Grind” to get through this season of her life.
I am reminded today of how thankful I need to be for my life…No matter how bad we think we have it, there is usually someone else out there that has it worse.
Signed,
Embracing the Grind