I just came home from a very long day which started with a funeral–for a young woman who was stripped of the rest of her life by cervical cancer. Even though the entire ceremony was delivered in the Romanian language, I got the message loud and clear: I am blessed; If I am standing here and witnessing this death, I am alive and I am blessed.
Later in the day, I had a conversation with a male business friend, and it went something like this:
“Women have it tough. There is so much more to deal with physically as a woman.”
“You’re right,” I said, “I think women do have it tougher; how vulnerable are we that we can know something is wrong with our bodies, we can ask for medical help, get told we’re okay and then a year later get told we have to prepare to die.”
“And in the workplace,” he said. “Women just don’t seem to be treated fairly.”
“Well, I’ve been lucky,” I said, “I’ve had a lot of support in my work career. Maybe it was my sense of humor, my knowing how to roll with the one-up humor . . . you know, they’d wisecrack me, and I’d have to wisecrack ‘em back, just one better, so the score remained that I was one up.”
“It helps,” he said.
And I can’t deny it. It does help to play the game well. But, this conversation also applies to LIFE in general. It’s helpful to get good at it, to throw something back one better when you’ve been hit below the belt, to roll with the punches and try to find your sense of humor about it, because, let’s face it, life can suck sometimes but it beats the alternative.
When I reflect on my work life, I suppose I’m one of those rare women who has a good story to tell. I’ve been welcomed and embraced in the male-dominated electronics and computer field I’ve claimed as my own. I’ve kept a positive attitude, developed an excellent sense of humor, and used it to my advantage. Only rarely have I been mistreated on the job and when action was necessary, I was taken seriously.
I’ve been blessed . . . in life . . . in general.
And that’s all I really need to know.
Good night everyone,
Be kind to the ones you love,