After getting unjustly fired, without being given a reason, other than “my services are no longer necessary.” …But then being told, “you know, wendy, it is clear that your goals are not in line with our goals.” When all I have done is stand up and speak out, refuse to be silent, when I fear something is happening that is not okay…
I was walking home tonight, and there was a woman selling Streetsheet. And she told her story and I told mine…
She said, “Don’t stop speaking up,” and gave me a big hug….and I held on kinda long, I so needed that hug. (I think I might have freaked her out a tiny bit). “If you are still unemployed after a month, go to the salvation army, and they will pay your rent, or catholic charities might be able to help.”
We talked a little while longer, introduced each other, and then went our separate ways.
Then, I see somebody on the sidewalk calling out to somebody’s window. As I get closer, I recognize him as a friend of some friends. He said hey, how are you? and i answered honestly. “I have been hearing a tiny bit about some of the stuff that is going on, and its really messed up.” and he gives me a hug and says, “It will alll work out okay and good things always come out of these things.” His face looked a tiny bit pained like he was trying really hard to believe what he was saying….like he really needed to believe it.
He hugged me again, and we said goodnight.
A few blocks later, I see a huge crowd of people on the sidewalk, and for some reason, I decide to just try and make my way through the crowd. And all of a sudden, I see a super dear old friend, who had moved away. I called out to her when she saw me, her face lit up and she jumped up and gave me a big hug. “Oh my god, I have been hoping I would run into you, because I am back but I lost your number.” And it turned out that she had just shown her film, and still she pulled me away from the crowd of people, and asked what was going on, and gave me lots of hugs, and we made promises to have tea.
And I got home, and my housemate had some really beautiful music playing in the front room, but the front room was empty…and I sat there and cried, and felt grateful, and full of love.
