Early yesterday morning I heard from my friend of two years that she had been let go. It took me more than a minute to understand what she was saying. The first question that crossed my mind was “Why?”
Why indeed? For years, we have heard of people we know go through it. Yesterday was the first time someone I knew very well at work had to deal with it. I was in shock. I felt helpless. I did not know what was the right thing to do or say. Eventually I just did what felt right. Went to help her and spend time with her before she left. It affected me the whole day. I felt indignation, anger and helplessness, all in equal measure. While I knew she would do OK and would probably find another position before the week was over I couldn’t help wondering what it is like to be faced with a situation like that.
Sitting in the safety of my job I can think of a hundred things I could do if I were suddenly let go. Can I really ever be prepared for such a situation? I don’t know. More than the actual hurt from being asked to leave, the question that will trouble me is “Why me?” Finding another job will be easy but restoring my self confidence will take longer. Letting peers and friends know will be easier than letting family know. How do I tell my FIL that for reasons beyond my control I no longer have my job? The questions and restless thoughts are endless.
As times passes I realize life is not fair. To some it is the loss of a job. For others it is the loss of someone dear or the slow silent death of their marriage. For me it is the reality of infertility. We all in our own ways learn to deal with the cards we are dealt. To chin up and bounce back. To smile through the tears and look ahead with hope. Here is my ode to the everyday silent heroes. The ones that go about their life stumbling, falling, picking themselves up, dusting and walking away.