Sad News

Today was a very very sad day for me.
I lost my job - my wonderful job that I love so much.

Why? you ask. Well I am not exactly sure, I can only guess.

I know I was on a 3 week trial period, but I didn't see it coming at all.
It was quite a shock when I was asked into the boss's office this morning and told that my trial period was over and that they wouldn't be keeping me on. I am feeling quite devastated about it. I absolutely loved my job, the place, the location, the hours, and most importantly the people that I worked with are just so lovely. And I did truly believe that God had put me there for a reason (thought now I don't know what it was).

Being rejected is a very difficult emotion to deal with.
But I will get over it in time, it just hurts at the moment.

But I do feel sorry for my boss. It must have put her in a terrible situation. She is my friend first and utmost. I know her through church, she is such a lovely lady who I admire. She was the one who asked me to come aboard the Sunday school team, and her daughter is a wonderful friend to Tyler. I hope and pray that it doesn't make it awkward between us, and I pray that she is OK.

When I was first told this morning I was very shocked, as I said I didn't see it coming, and I got a bit teary. Then I composed myself and tried to finish up odds and ends. One of the nurses saw me and asked what was wrong. What do you do when someone asks you that? Well you cry again. Next thing I know several of the nurses had heard and came up to my office and gave me hugs, and two of them went out to the garden and picked me some flowers. After that I couldn't compose myself at all. I thought I can't keep working here for the rest of the day if I couldn't hold it together plus I looked like shit by now - not a good look for a front office person. Not fair for people who had to see me. So I decided it would be best just to pack up my stuff and get going. I handed in my keys and time sheet and grabbed my bag.

I just popped my head around to the activities room to say good bye and one of the nurses grabbed my by the arm and took me ALL around the nursing home to say good bye to every staff member that was working that day! It took over half an hour I reckon and every time the nurse said I was leaving the others were all surprised and hugging and kissing me. Well that just made me worse. While they were being so nice to me made it even harder to leave, bless them.

I know God has a plan for me, I just wish at this stage I knew what it was. It might then give me some hope about my future.