Today was a tough one. I’m not able to return to work, so today, I went to tell my co-workers goodbye.
For some people, leaving a job might be a happy thing. I read on facebook all the time about people who hate their jobs, who think Friday can’t come soon enough when it’s not even noon on Monday. People who only have negative things to say about their employer.
I considered myself very blessed to work at The Legal Aid Society of Evansville for the past six years. That’s not to say it was perfect; again, we are human and perfect we are not. But it was a blessing.
I always hear people speak of attorneys with negative connotations. I know that in every group of people there are the good, the bad and yes, the ugly. The attorneys at Legal Aid are definitely not your stereotypical attorneys.
If you want to get rich and achieve prestige among your peers, this is not the place to do it. There are long hours, large case loads, cramped office spaces, numerous meetings and committees, and sometimes, unappreciative clients. They handle family law cases for clients who have little or no income. This is not LA Law; this is not glitzy or glamorous. This is not the place to come if you want to make a name for yourself on the prestigious Best Lawyers List.
Susie, Kevin and Garvin are there because they care. Because they want to make a difference. Because they do make a difference. They are they because they believe that everyone deserves quality legal advice, regardless of your station in life. Regardless of the balance in your checkbook. Regardless of your situation or how you got into it.
Working with them are two women who became like sisters to me. Having never had any sisters, Karen and Vicki taught me not only the ropes at Legal Aid, but a lot about life. Listening to them talk about aging parents and grown children gave me a glimpse into my future, with wonderful insight and knowledge.
Like the attorneys, Karen and Vicki are there because they truly care about the people they are serving. They are the heartbeat of the office, keeping the attorneys pointed in the direction they need to go. Their workload was heavy when I was there; I can’t bear to think what it is like now. I miss seeing them everyday. It was such a pleasure to work with them.
I thank God for the opportunity he gave me to work there, to get to know the people there and to serve the clientele. I’m not sure whats next, but I do know the one who knows and for now, that is sufficient. Thank you Susie, Kevin, Garvin, Karen and Vicki…you hold my admiration and affection.
Another turning point
A fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist
directs you where to go.
So make the best of this test
and don’t ask why.
It’s not a question
But a lesson learned in time.
It’s something unpredictable
but in the end it’s right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Jeremiah 29:11