If you find me publicly acknowledging compliments directed toward me on Square Piece, it really isn’t with the intention of gleaning more confirmation or praise. As I’ve mentioned more than once, I’ve got the worst memory and it’s only failing more so every day. Perhaps sometime in the future when I’m in a slump, remembering these kind words will pick me up a little!
So this week marks my seven year anniversary at my salon. Time has really flown by! I mean, I still feel like the new girl! In addition to a generous gift card to a local spa, my boss wrote these words inside of a card:
Happy 7th Anniversary!
We are so-o-o-o happy you joined our team.
We all love you! Love your smile, love your gentle way!
You are a very good hairstylist! I love that you care about your clients.
We care about you, too!
7 Years of fun!
And just last night, as a certain someone was lamenting my soon-to-be absence at the salon and the potential mangy state of her hair, I assured her that my coworkers would be more than capable of following my color formula and fixing her up while I was on maternity leave. (We’re a team, ya know?) My boss eagerly agreed with me, then teasingly added, “Yeah. They might be louder than Suzanna and more obnoxious, but they’ll do a good job!”
Here’s the deal: I realllllly admire women whose character is marked by gentleness. While I don’t perceive myself to be so very gentle, I WANT – really, really want – to be so.
In these last two days, however, it’s hit me that perhaps, just perhaps, there might be a more objective and favorable opinion of me out there! Perhaps I’ve made a gentle impression after all!
I’m still far from where I want to be. Let’s be honest, I’m quite aware of what I’m capable of in the comfort and privacy of my own home. I know the ugliness in my heart, my mind and sometimes in even in my words.
That said, I’m encouraged to know that enough gentleness has been observed to have been worth mentioning by my boss twice in one week!
**Commencing a mini celebration!**