I Was Wrong........

Ok, I'll publicly admit I was wrong, and it's a long time coming.

I've always prided myself in my accuracy when judging people upon meeting them, and up until now have always been right.

Remember a few months ago I posted about the new person at work who I took an instant dislike to? The person who was very outspoken, enough for my jaw to drop and for me for once to be lost for words......well my opinion has changed.

At work we have had a few "girly" nights out. For people's birthday's, leaving party's, and once (th 1st time) just for the sake of eating together outside of work, and playing a really silly truth or dare game.

On that night I saw different sides to many different people. It's always good to see someone outside of work, relaxed, happy and at ease. This is how I saw S for the 1st time. Bubbly, funny but most of all caring.

That caring streak stretched so far over the last few weeks. As soon as we are both in at work, me an hour early her half an hour early, we talk non stop. About anything and everything including and excluding work. We get on! We share the same opinions, the same music tastes and most of all, we both care.

On our second evening out we sat together briefly whilst other people were swapping chit chat. I was up front with her and told her how I initially felt about her, and I apologised for it. She admitted she knew I didn't like her, and was wary of me.....we both laughed, admitted we had well and truly broken the ice, and were glad we had been honest with each other. I am proud to say, and hopefully right in saying, that not only are we work colleagues, we are friends.

The day after we lost my Dad, hubby and I visited work, to collect my flask as it would start to smell the office out being full of milk, and to check on my bereavement leave. Whilst talking to Boss S, hubby was asked by S for our address as "they" wanted to send us some flowers. Hubby gave her the address, but didn't tell me.

That evening one of our neghbours brought over the hugest bouquest of pink and purple flowers I have ever seen.....not from "them?" he said when he read the label. Just from S. Yes I cried, even though she herself has troubles of her own, she had thought of me, remembered I adore pink and purple, and sent the flowers herself. That's how much she cares.

So, I plant another seed amongst my garden of friends. Friends going back 20 years to friends made only recently, they all mean the same to me. All of them have been there for me, and I mean all of them. From cards to flowers, e mails to adorable piggy ornaments, all there, all caring.

I was wrong.

What this world needs is more people who care!

Love n hugs

Whisky

xxxxx