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Mar 04, 2014, 01:19 PM
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The strangest thing just happened to me. I was sitting at my desk feeling sorry for myself and crying like I have been doing most days lately when another employee walks in to talk to me. I figured it was about business but was I ever surprised. This woman is an Arabic Muslim, very devout in her faith and one of the most kind and loving people I have ever met. I could tell there was pain her eyes when she sat down.
I asked her "what can I do for you today?". She said that she has been struggling lately with work issues that have become personal. This morning was particularly rough for her and she didn't know what to do. Then all of a sudden my face came before her and she knew that I could help her. She didn't know what she saw me so clearly but she knew she had to see me. So she immediately left her office and came to see me. We talked for about 30 minutes, maybe longer. I just listened and tried to advise her the best I could based on my knowledge of the situation. Then she got ready to leave and I could tell she was about to cry when I said to her that it has been rough for me as well so I know from experience what she is dealing with. I told her about my mom's death and she reached out to me and held my hand just like my mom would always do when I needed her. It was like there was an angel sitting in my office sent to comfort me. Her hands were my mom's hands...so soft and gentle. We cried together and then she returned to her own office. I have been wishing for days that I could reach out and touch my mom and now I have. I know that she was instrumental in sending this angel to me. I'm still crying but I now know that everything is going to be OK and that whenever I need her mom will still be there for me. I think I am coming to terms with mom's death albeit slowly. I am starting to let go of things I was doing to try and keep her memory alive. I don't need those anymore. All I need to do is remember that my friend (co-worker/surrogate mom) is there and she can help me too. I only hope I was as much help to her as she was to me.
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Mar 04, 2014, 02:47 PM
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How wonderful for you! It's those little things that make such a big difference.
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Mar 04, 2014, 05:48 PM
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Hugs xxx I like this story x
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Mar 05, 2014, 02:35 AM
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How heartwarming. Thanks for sharing
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