Have you have been blessed with missing out on a very bad experience? Have you ever marvelled, that that was too close for comfort and thank goodness you were spared?
That's where I'm at today.
There is a bit of a shake down going on at work. I seem to have been spared, but there is still a lot of uncertainty in the air.
I know I should feel thankful, I know I should be glad. I know I should consider myself lucky, and I do. Yet, I also feel full of guilt for those who were not so lucky and filled with what-ifs, dreading what could have been if it had been me?
Obviously, this is not a fun place to be.
I can't even talk about it with my friends at work, because it's not over yet. It's still happening and I can't be sure who else will be spared. So I blog. I am fairly anonymous, since you don't know where I work, most of you don't even know what I do. That's okay.
I feel like I want to curl up and deal with this in a month. I feel like I want to scramble to get out of the way.
All this should be over by tomorrow. I'll hide until then.