Another morning with my thoughts and coffee.
Thinking about the reasons I get up and go to work. The obvious is to buy the luxuries I so enjoy….gas, food, electricity.
But there is more to it than that.
Our work family.
We can spend more time with them than we do our families at home. We develop relationships, bonds.
We worry when they are sick and miss them when they are on vacation. We share lunch, stories, birthdays, promotions, births, holidays and once in a while a drink after work.
We become friends on social media, vent to each other or sometimes even have a safe space to just sit quietly and gather our thoughts.
There are those times we grieve together for the loss of one of our own. Work isn’t the same, a hole, a void that we must fill with good memories, laughter for the funny ones, and tears shed for our loss. A space filled with our lost work family that we can draw from strength to get thru a rough day long after they are gone.
Going to work isn’t just about making money. It’s making friendships, relationships that make life easier. Mondays become bearable because of the faces and smiles we know we will see.
Building a life worth living.
Enjoying life from sun up to sun down.
Work family, home family, family.
Lorene