Monday, February 2, 2009

My Second Family

I work in a restaurant that is like one giant family. A dysfunctional one, but a family all the same.

We argue with each other. We laugh at each other. We get on each others' nerves. We help each other out when needed. We cry when something happens to another family member.

There is a grandmother figure. We have several loony great-aunts that we love. The moms and dads (managers) try their best to keep everyone in line.

There are several small groups made of individuals that are like sisters and brothers. Each of the groups treat the other groups similar to how one might treat cousins. We speak to one another. We hang out on occassion. We gossip about and with the other. We are there for each other when needed.

Our restaurant family tragically lost a family member on Sunday night. To me, she was like a cousin. But to many others, she was their sister.

And my heart breaks for them.

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6 comments:

Terri said...

I'm sorry about your loss. We get closer to our co-workers than we realize, don't we?

Rachel said...

Oh Chelsea, honey.
I am so so sorry. You're right about the restaurant family thing, it is a bond and a family that is unlike any other.

Huge hugs and prayers for y'all.

Christie said...

I think that sums it up perfectly!

Kellan said...

I'm so sorry - my thoughts and prayers are with you and all of your friends!

Take care - Kellan

DysFUNctional Mom said...

I'm so sorry for this loss.

brandiandboys said...

so sorry to hear about the loss of your friend, chelsea. my thoughts and prayers are with all of you all as you deal with the loss.

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