Hard Times Goodbye

Dear Alison,

This is a very sad day.

I will miss your cheerful voice and infinitely resourceful help (upon which I have regularly relied). Your departure is a big, big deal for me. You were part of what made working at this office a joy.

I am sorry that I missed your goodbye lunch. I hope the food was good, and I hope that people there had kind things to say. Had I been there, I would have had a few words to say myself. You deserved more than a few, but there are at least several I might have spoken then that reflect my thoughts of how important you have been to all of us and what a joy it was to work with you.

Thanks so much for everything. Thanks for your cheerful voice on the phone. Thanks for your patient, smiling face at the front desk. Thanks for helping with insurance and travel plans and with travel reimbursement and timecard woes. Thanks for sticking up for me when the county called and accused me of being a deadbeat dad. Thanks for sending me the same forms over and over. Thanks for reminding me to open (and fill out!) my timecard (over and over!). Thanks for your never-ending sense of humor in the face of absolutely everything. And finally thanks for being so dang good at everything you do.

I wish you good luck and much joy. Though your departure is a painful thing for me as perhaps it is for you, I hope that the day will come soon when you will look back at it with a light heart as just another step in your adventure of life.

Remember us well. We will certainly remember you. The place will seem quite empty without you.

.dh.

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