You can stand under my umbrella…
Day 3 of the WEGO Health Writer’s Month Challenge. I got this!
Yesterday’s post was all about my key to happiness, and how I’m able to see the silver lining through all the hurdles I’ve had to jump over.
Ironically enough, not three hours after I hit ‘publish’ on the post, I received some news that broke my brain and my heart. I don’t mean to be vague, it has nothing to do with me or my health, and it’s not my business to put out there for all of blog land. I knew it was coming, but, upsetting nonetheless.
The woman who cleans my house once a month (yep, I have a cleaning lady. Don’t judge. If you think I’m spending what little pain-free time I have cleaning my house, you’re out of your fucking mind), Kim, opened my office door not knowing I was in there, only to find me hiding behind my computer in a pool of tears.
Before it even registered she was in the room, Kim pulled me out of the chair and embraced me in a hug. She asked what was wrong, and when I said I couldn’t talk about it she made me promise that it had nothing to do with my health. I assured her that wasn’t the case and she hugged me until I stopped shaking.
It was sweet, and in that moment I was surprisingly grateful. She eventually went back to doing her thing, but continued to check in on me every 10 minutes. She could have easily pretended the vacuum drowned out the sound of my sniffles and sobs, and the fact that she didn’t was comforting.
Thank you, Kim. Your warm gesture and kindness meant more than you could possibly know.
Happy Passover to my fellow Jew-Jew Bees, and Happy Easter to my Catholic/Christian friends!