Hi all,
I had a very nice thing happen this morning, but I felt a little funny about it as well. A ew of you may remember that I had written about a co-worker/friend whose daughter died last year. He set up a foundation in her name and had a fundraiser on Sunday. A few of us from work went and had a really nice time (though my social anxiety did kick in a little).. At the fundraiser they had t-shirts for everyone, but some people had sweatshirts as well. They were running low on t-shirts, so our co-worker had asked those of us from work to wait until he got more next week and that was fine. On Tuesday, me and a couple of other people were talking to him in his office and the subject of the shirts came up, and I said “I like the sweatshirts, they were really nice – hint, hint for next year's fundraiser.” He said “hint, hint, you got a t-shirt.” I was joking and I laughed as that was fine. Now, my “hint, hint” line is kind of a half joke – like when St. Patrick’s Day was coming up, I reminded one of the women here that last year she made conred beef and cabbage, and I added “hint, hint,” that if she wanted to make it again this year (she did, and we all chipped in for the cost of all the food). This morning I saw my co-worker and he gave me a sweat shirt, and he shook my hand and thanked me for everything (I've been checking in on him a few times a week, made donations for the fundraiser, donated thngs for a raffle, etc). He said that sweatshirt was one of the originals, and it had a little dog hair on it. I realized it then – he was giving me his – or one of his. I told him “I was joking the other day, I like the sweatshirt, but only if it’s an extra…” I started to say. He said it’s an extra, so I thanked him again. It was a very nice gesture on his part (that’s the kind of guy he is), but I feel kind of funny in a way – I didn’t want him to give me one of his – I’d gladly wait until next year when he had more made, but he wanted me to have it, so I left it at that. I guess I shouldn't feel funny about it - if he didn't want me to have it, he wouldn't have given it to me, and I definitely appreciate the gestrue. It really meant a lot because at times I do wonder if my checking in on him to see how he's doing still matters to him. I prayed about it, and I got my answer big time. In regard to him at least, I will never be paranoid again.
I had a very nice thing happen this morning, but I felt a little funny about it as well. A ew of you may remember that I had written about a co-worker/friend whose daughter died last year. He set up a foundation in her name and had a fundraiser on Sunday. A few of us from work went and had a really nice time (though my social anxiety did kick in a little).. At the fundraiser they had t-shirts for everyone, but some people had sweatshirts as well. They were running low on t-shirts, so our co-worker had asked those of us from work to wait until he got more next week and that was fine. On Tuesday, me and a couple of other people were talking to him in his office and the subject of the shirts came up, and I said “I like the sweatshirts, they were really nice – hint, hint for next year's fundraiser.” He said “hint, hint, you got a t-shirt.” I was joking and I laughed as that was fine. Now, my “hint, hint” line is kind of a half joke – like when St. Patrick’s Day was coming up, I reminded one of the women here that last year she made conred beef and cabbage, and I added “hint, hint,” that if she wanted to make it again this year (she did, and we all chipped in for the cost of all the food). This morning I saw my co-worker and he gave me a sweat shirt, and he shook my hand and thanked me for everything (I've been checking in on him a few times a week, made donations for the fundraiser, donated thngs for a raffle, etc). He said that sweatshirt was one of the originals, and it had a little dog hair on it. I realized it then – he was giving me his – or one of his. I told him “I was joking the other day, I like the sweatshirt, but only if it’s an extra…” I started to say. He said it’s an extra, so I thanked him again. It was a very nice gesture on his part (that’s the kind of guy he is), but I feel kind of funny in a way – I didn’t want him to give me one of his – I’d gladly wait until next year when he had more made, but he wanted me to have it, so I left it at that. I guess I shouldn't feel funny about it - if he didn't want me to have it, he wouldn't have given it to me, and I definitely appreciate the gestrue. It really meant a lot because at times I do wonder if my checking in on him to see how he's doing still matters to him. I prayed about it, and I got my answer big time. In regard to him at least, I will never be paranoid again.