Today's happiness -- A blast from the past. Back in 2014, they began knocking down walls at work. When they first took our offices away, they put us in low-walled pods of four. Now we're in a complete open seating plan, which has us at what reminds me of long picnic tables. A bad move during a pandemic because social distancing is impossible and we're all still working from home ... but that's a rant for another time.
ANYWAY I've often forgotten how exposed I am at the office. People can always observe me, even when I'm not thinking about it, even people I don't work with directly. One of those casual acquaintances was Diya. We seldom worked together, but she sat across from our pod and found me rather entertaining and likeable. In fact, in 2014, she unexpectedly gave me a Christmas present: a Kate Spade knock off because she often heard me bag obsessing. She included a note: "To the most thoughtful person I've ever had the good fortune of knowing. You spread the holiday cheer year round."
I carry that note with me to this day. It meant a great deal to me.
ANYWAY over the years Diya's career and life have really taken off. Since that long ago Christmas she's had two babies and been promoted to director on another account. Between her different career path and work-from-home, I literally have not set eyes on her in almost two years.
Today she reached out to me, out of blue. While I was writing about motor oil (riveting, I know!) my messaging app pinged and it was Diya! "I miss you. How's the kitty?" That's the thing about Reynaldo, that skinny beige tomcat brings people together!
Diya went on to say that she was thinking of me today, missed running into me at the office, and hopes I'm OK. How sweet is that? Busy as she is -- and a director working from home with two preschool kids has to be busy! -- she thought of me and reached out.
I love this!
ReplyDeleteI keep a list of all of my entries for the previous years on my journal page. I just realized that one year ago I wrote about you doing this happiness project.
ReplyDeleteMotor oil doesn't have rivets . . . ha ha. You must be a very special person to have people reach out like that.
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