No Offense, Everly.
I’ve been hiding out in the safety of my little space a lot lately.
I work in a sea of cubicles. We are consummate professionals.
We are also friends; we share our personal highs and lows.
I can’t help but overhear the details: “the new baby is here!!”
My friend has finally become a Grandmother.
All our co-workers gather around her.
“Isn’t she sweet …
. . . isn’t she lovely?”
My body tenses up; I don’t want to see the picture.
I whisper to myself … “welcome to the world, precious little one.”
Pleeeaaase don’t come over here and show me the picture.
Noise-cancelling headphones on. Just focus on work.
It will be OK. Why can’t I share the joy? Just be happy for her.