A Friday Night Blog

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I had  an interesting experience today, and I wanted to mention it here.  I have been writing about the  clinic closing and the effects it has had on me and the sadness and anger that I am feeling.  My old treatment  team leader came to the building and walk around one last time to say goodbye.   This man was perhaps the best  supervisor that I have ever had,  Respectful.  Mentoring.  Kind. Very much the opposite of what I see in most supervisors.   He retired for a lot of the reasons that I want to. Tired of red tape. Tired of  the micromanagers who don't have a decent word to say about your work or understand your grief.  This man always came from a perspective of a teacher. He gently nurtured you along. He was;  and is the one of the kindest people I have ever met. He is also an incredibly smart person and one of those people who describe life in movie scene terms.  When he retired and said goodbye during holiday party at the clinic he asked  the whole staff to stand people him as he said goodbye and we  cried.  I never seen anything like it.   He reached out to me after his retirement when I was lost Louie. No one was in the same league as him.  There is a saying about how  people can come into your life for a  reason, for a season or a lifetime.  I certainly hope it is all three for him.  My twist of gratitude for tonight that he has left a lasting impression on me both professionally and personally,  IMR!

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