Last week proved to be more than interesting at work. If you’ve followed my Facebook posts you know that last week was trying for me. From the beginning to the end of the work week, I was frazzled, attacked, belittled, and whatever else you can think of.
By Friday I’d resolved the issue (as best as possible since the second party, um, didn’t want to, lol) and washed my hands clean of the ridiculous, childish situation.
I didn’t think of it over the weekend, and arriving this morning to work I allowed myself a brief twenty minute period to reflect on last week and hope and pray that this week is better. Well, better for me though I hope and pray it is for my coworker as well.
I’m too old for childish behavior from an adult, to be quite honest. And sure I could’ve played the high school/office politics game and let their dark cloud of bad attitude get the better of me. But I didn’t.
Because, like I said, I’m too old for childish behavior from an adult.
And I’m too old to play silly games.
And I’m too old to spend precious energy on something that shouldn’t require anything from me except a willingness to make it right, apologize, and move on.
In short, I’m too old for this crap.
Situations arise in life that have the potential to ruin us – IF WE LET THEM.
Me? Well, I refuse to let any situation in life ruin me. I choose the higher road (not the higher-than-thou road) and will do what it takes to make it right between you, me and the wall if I have to.
See, at the end of the day, I want to know I gave it my all, that I didn’t give in, that I didn’t quit, that I’m still true to myself regardless of how I’m treated, belittled, and/or harassed. I want to look back on the situation and smile, knowing that I was still standing when it was all said and done. I want to close my eyes and give praise for His strength, His peace, His love, His grace that saw me through.
I want to thank Him for holding me firm and helping me see that no matter what may come my way, He is my Rock and He’s the reason I’m still standing.