Coworkers worth missing

This #thankyouthursday, I am grateful for coworkers worth missing.

Three months ago today I lost my job—and so did all of my coworkers. It was unexpected and a bit surreal to learn the day before winter break that there’d be no work to return to.

I loved my job. I also loved my coworkers; we were a fully remote team even before the pandemic, so even though I’d only met some of them on screens, they were people I trusted, enjoyed, and depended on as part of my daily life.

And then, suddenly, they were gone.

I missed my coworkers immediately, and, three months later, I still do. And for that I am very grateful. Because I trust I will find more work, but relationships are much harder to replace. So it’s good that my coworkers are worth missing, because that means my relationships with them are worth keeping.

All of the attention and energy I devoted to my job (and it was a lot!) is still getting redistributed. But none of the love and appreciation I have for the people I worked with has to go anywhere.

Love > fear,
Christina