Like Magic but not Really
It’s about the third day since the porch hole ordeal, and my body has responded as anticipated. I woke up with all the discomfort almost completely gone.
I said it would take about three days, and I was correct. Maybe I spoke the speedy recovery into existence, or maybe I just knew the process because I’ve been living in this same shell for X years. Long story short, I’m good. Here’s how “the process” went.
Me on Day 0 after self-assessment: “That’s going to hurt tomorrow, but I’m okay!”
Day 1: Hurts tomorrow
Day 2: Hurts and hits the pain peak
Day 3: Doesn’t hurt
No harm, no foul, but please cover large gaping holes in the home’s foundation before inviting one to walk over them at night. Thanks!
Pain heals. Reflection happens. Growth occurs. Issues that may have been present at one time in my life seem to disappear into thin air. Don’t try to understand it on a logical level, and don’t assume such things were fabricated. Just believe that all things are possible.
The Marketside Creamy Chicken & Wild Rice Soup was fantastic, as was the Great Value Mint Chocolate Chip Ice Cream. The reason I burst into hysterics about that last pizza was that sometimes we just don’t realize the value in quiet goodness. It takes far too long to recognize it, and sometimes, we don’t even “get it” until it’s too late or extremely iffy.
The brand (and company) reminds me of myself in many ways. Quiet. Mysterious. Doesn’t always communicate what it wants effectively. Doesn’t always reveal what it does behind the scenes, what displeases it, what it knows, what its interests are, or what its made of. For those reasons, it gets overlooked, misunderstood, and maybe even taken for granted at times.
I have always worked for large corporations. Not necessarily in a “corporate” or managerial position, but I’ve been a part of some pretty powerful and prominent teams. Perhaps I viewed some of those places as “just a job” and didn’t take them as seriously as I should have. But the same rings true about their view of me.
Some viewed me as “just a number” or “just a worker” when I also had more to offer than what met their eyes. It was hidden, though, much like the savory flavor inside those Marketside containers, lmao.
A barrier exists on the lower levels between the workers and the companies, and both sides must be dead serious about each other and willing to accept each other as they are for those relationships to work. Sometimes, it takes years of understanding to see the whole picture.
Most won’t ever show a low-level worker who they really are. They will terminate, run ya off, or reject your advancement efforts six times (or until you get tired of trying), lmao.
Some will take a chance, but either you or they won’t like what’s revealed. Others will show you their unveiled reality while also taking steps to protect themselves. It is at that moment in time when you must decide if you have what it takes to deal with that unchangeable unveiled reality while also staying true to yourself and your values.