Losing granny last year was just the start, but I didn't know it then. I thought that losing her would be the hardest thing I've ever had to go through, but I was wrong.
I lost my child. That is the hardest thing I have gone through, and I don't foresee anything happening being worse than that.
Even so, I received some bad news today. I was fired from my job. I ran a story that my publisher didn't like, so he fired me. It was a book review that one of our reporters wrote. I'm not surprised I was fired. My publisher is an ass who has been trying to get rid of me for a long time.
Even though I'm not surprised, it still hurts. I've been there since I was 22 years old, most of my adult life. The people I work with, for the most part, are my friends. Actually, they were more than friends; they were family, especially Betty, Rita, Justin and Larry. They've been there for me through good times and bad. I don't know what I'm going to do not seeing them every day. The worst part was that the only people who were there when it happened were Betty, Brian and Linda, the last two I don't particularly care for. I didn't get to say goodbye to any of my favorite people. I am going to call tomorrow and tell them goodbye.
It is a huge blow to my pride, of course. I've done good work for them, and I'm the only one who has consistently won awards for the newspaper. Betty is going to write a letter of recommendation for me, and I'm sure Larry will do the same. It just sucks, because I may have to put my trying to conceive plans on hold. I'm going tomorrow to find out about insurance. Please wish me luck that we can find some that's reasonable and includes a maternity rider.
I'm ready for something good to happen.
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