I work in a small law firm where everyone is over 50 except one person. (Poor guy!) There are about 12 lawyers and about 12 support staff. We have all worked together for quite a while.
I can predict who’s giving me what for Christmas. I know what I’m giving them. It’s so…comforting.
We drive each other crazy with our little idiosyncrasies — this one’s a procrastinator, this one’s a space cadet, this one has adult ADHD (my diagnosis), but I couldn’t have made it through this year without them.
They are my work family and I love them.
Chokes me up, actually.
They were all here for me in varying degrees this year. Some of them listened for HOURS to my pain. Some gave me a warm touch or hug. Some bit their tongues when my work product suffered a little during particularly difficult stretches. Some were there by just continuing to employ me!
God bless us, every one.