I have spent the last week with a perma-smile. I just can’t shake it. Not that I really want to, but how smug is that?
Every time I talk about quitting my job, or someone congratulates me, I am grinning ear to ear. My boss must think that I hated my job just by how much I love that I have quit. I will say this though, my boss has been great about it.
Recently, while at work, I received some bad news; a friend of the family had passed away. She left behind 4 children.
I was beside myself with grief. I grieved for her family, for her husband who no longer had a partner, for their young children who would grow up without a mother, and for the parents who outlived their child.