Lisa Woodlyn

I'll See You Again

Daphne walks quickly towards the twenty four floor tower of doom as the February wind picks up a bit. She pulls her hat down and adjust the scarf around her neck. She looks up at the Water Fall Retirement Home and smiles. Maybe not smile. Sneer. Daphne sneers at the the place she has worked for the past seventeen years. Its been bittersweet and that was okay because that is life. Some days are good and some days are bad. Some shifts are great and some shifts are just horrible. Either way, you live to work another shift. And Daphne's shift was the second shift. She loved the second shift. She wasn't a morning person. She would probably be late everyday ( she barely made it to work by 3:00). There is not a whole lot of doctors and 'big wigs' in her way while she is trying to provide care for the patients. By 5:30, the heads are gone and now she can work relaxed and at her own pace. Daphne actually loved her job. Being a healthcare provider was very rewarding to her. Yes, the job could be overwhelming, exhausting and sometimes messy. Very messy. But Daphne loved her job. She loved taking care of the patients. She loved talking to them, learning about their lives and their families. And as much as Daphne loved her residents they loved here in return. On Daphne's days off, they would miss her. And Daphne knew this because she would hear it from the patients. And some of the other workers. One or two of the coworkers always had an envious tone. Hey, that is some of the bitterness in the bittersweet.