I used to work with Addie. Addie was the Admin Officer. One of my fellow colleagues when she began working with us was terrified of her. All she could see was a scary person at the reception desk ensuring all was running to clockwork and sorting staff and clients out as necessary. I remember I would work efficiently and quietly so not to be noticed.
Addie had already retired from a previous job due to her reaching retirement age but after a short time she was aching to get back to work so she did just that.
I don't remember how long it took but every now and then we would chat, Addie and I. Always in control and when she was finished I would slink back to my desk and remember (most of the time!) to answer the phone if she was busy or away from her desk. I have a bleak history of pressing the wrong connection buttons and cutting clients (and colleagues) off. I could only get better!
I never quite made it to her elite group and I new I never would.
After four years I left work to care for Merv full time. I had been employed as a full timer but asked for three days per week once Merv became ill in 2010. I had made good friends with some of the staff but I still felt on the outer.
After leaving work Addie was the only person I kept in contact with. We emailed and sent the occasional message including numerous photos. In hindsight I think I sent all the photos!
I mentioned I needed a little adult conversation and just like that we began meeting at the local coffee shop once a fortnight after she finished work. Jackie came along as well. It was really very nice to share a meal and chat for hours. Merv spent the time with a Support Worker and had his tea with her.
Addie knew I was going to sell my house but no one would have expected it to sell in two hours and eight weeks later I had moved an hours drive away.
Addie said she would come to my big birthday bash but she didn't. I hadn't expected her to.
I keep her in my prayers and I think of her. I want her to get better and go back to work. Maybe she'll ring once she is well enough to and maybe she won't. Maybe distance is severing the ties. It can and often does,
I will always rejoice in her friendship and thoughtfulness. She opened a closed door for me. I will be forever grateful. Bless her.
