Me reaching for Judy and a close up of her Mary Poppins drawer.
In the spirit of giving thanks, I want to write an open letter to Judy. Judy is my coworker, but after this letter, you’ll see she’s much more to me and all of us who work down in a tornado shelter (for real, we work in a tornado shelter. It’s not funny.)
Judy, Jude, Jud Master J, Jude-a-lude-a-ding-dong,
Thank you for being my morning wakeup call after the Leadership overnight and telling me the Garrett’s popcorn I passed out on was lodged in my hair and stuck to the side of my face. Thank you for always looking up my nostrils right before a meeting when I ask, “Do I have a bat in my cave?” Thank you for walking behind me throughout the day when I had “stuff” all over the back of my pants. Thank you for your bottomless Mary Poppins drawer full of feminine products, digestive relief, skincare creams, throat lozenges, magic potions, and assorted sugars. Thank you for taking “hot laps” so I can cool down and focus on what really matters. As we say, “We can only control ourselves-sometimes.” Thank you for all the treasures you’ve sent home for my kids over the years, even tie-dye shirts for Drug Awareness week (there’s a metaphor in there somewhere). Thank you for knowing where the hell we’re going for every meeting. Thank you for all the quotes, books, and little treasures I have smattered around my four by four box. Thank you for always being honest when I ask, “If you’re just looking quickly, how bad does this zit look?” Thank you for always reading everything I write, and my kids write, and what people write about my kids. You once said to me, “You always have your first draft.” This is a quote I keep in the back of my mind, always. Thank you for your unbelievable talent and the art of being humble. I love handing over the words, so you can make something beautiful- as you do with everything in life. Thank you for your spirit of generosity and kindness, and for asking me to go to lunch when I first started. Thank you for your friendship and letting me be part of your life. Your family is beautiful. Thank you for making me cry, laugh, wheeze, snort and stick around your cubicle a little longer before I head back into my “box” and disappear into words for the day. I am so thankful to have this job and eternally grateful for the benefit of you.
See you tomorrow in the tornado shelter.
Who’s your Judy? Let them know. Share your story. #myjudy