My employer (well, former employer) has had a number of layoffs over the years. People just mysteriously disappeared. People that I worked with, laughed with, and got to know.
It always bothered me that they just vanished without me even being able to say goodbye, I’ll miss you, and I appreciated the help you gave me.
Now it’s the other way around. When I left last Wednesday, there was no opportunity to walk around and say goodbye, to thank people for making my job easier, and express appreciation that they were there for me these last seven years.
So instead of ramping up a job search, I spent my time last weekend saying goodbye. I wrote e-mails to co-workers. I wrote e-mails to several of those left behind, reminding them of things they asked me for and would likely need during year end. I wrote my consultants to let them know I was gone and hoped to work with them again some other time. I didn’t get around to everyone, but I got enough done that the urge for closure is mostly satisfied.
I know that for my former co-workers, life goes on as they know it. It will be harder because of all of us who are gone, but in the end, things will be the same for them. They will come in to the same office, see the same people, eat the same lunches.
But I had to say goodbye. I couldn’t just leave. People were important to me and I wanted them to know that. To know that I will miss them.
Because until I told them that, I couldn’t move on. And now I can.
[Changing topics] The day after I was laid off, I went downtown with my camera to capture Brown’s Island during the morning light. The shoot didn’t quite go as I expected, but it did serve to distract me from what happened the day before. The picture above is one of the ones that I took. The trees were too far gone to be pretty, but the train standing still was something I’d not shot before. It really appealed to me to stylize it with various Topaz filters, but below is how the original looked in case you were wondering!
I am a backyard adventurer, philosopher and observer, recording my life in journals and photographs. Visit my blog at www.livingtheseasons.com.