The second week of July I flew to Saskatchewan for a family reunion. My mom’s dad had 8 brothers and sisters, and they all had some kids so it was mostly the 2nd-4th generations gathering. I haven’t seen some of them in over 20 years. I knew more of my mom’s cousins then anyone else, but it was nice to meet them and hear about their families. Most of all though, I got to see my aunt’s and uncle, and spend time with a couple of my cousins. I also got to see my brother and sister-in-law which was really the highlight because we only get to see them in person about once a year. It was so great to spend some extra time with them on the Friday before the reunion and then at the reunion as well. My parents and aunt were very gracious and helped pay for my ticket out West, otherwise I wouldn’t have gone. And God provided the time for me to go, since my job at the moment has my weekends free. It was such a beautiful blessing.
As of this Thursday (26th), I have been at my new job for three months. It has been such a special blessing to be part of a healthy work environment, and being in a job that I get to learn new things each day. Two years ago, I worked on this side of the city, so I anticipated that I may see some of my former customers (though in a city this size, there is always a possibility we may not run into each other again).
I was on the phone with a client, when one of our current clients walked through the door. She looked at me and got a massive grin on her face. ‘Janel!!! Oh how I’ve missed you. How are you?’ she said. She then proceeded to tell me that since I had left my previous employment she had been missing me and that she had appreciated my 5 years of serving her very much. It was such a treat to my heart to be greeted in that way and to be acknowledged in that way. I’m not good at taking compliments, but when someone expresses heartfelt gratitude and I can see it reflected in their eyes, it touches something deep in me that needs refreshing.
Agnotology – the study of the deliberate propigation of ignorance
On my way home from a family reunion in Regina, Saskatchewan, Canada I purchased a book by Jodi Picoult called “Small Great Things”. I have read about many of Picoult’s books, but this was my first time reading one.
This novel talked about race and racism from several different perspectives. It left you questioning your perspective and what biases you hold. Quotes like the following jumped off the page and made me stop and listen (and ponder) what part I have played in perpetrating this story.
“You say you don’t see color…but that’s all you see. You’re so hyper aware of it, and of trying to look like you aren’t prejudiced, you can’t even understand that when you say race doesn’t matter all I hear is you dismissing what I’ve felt, what I’ve lived, what it’s like to be put down because of the color of my skin.” Small Great Things