Why did I step out? this is a question that has been wandering in my mind for years. Slowly, step by step, I am beginning to find the answers.
One such answer came to me recently when my tiny tot, well, tiny only for me, though she is now a working professional casually said, “I will take a comp-off, Mom.”
For a moment, I was taken aback.
Of course, such words are common in today’s professional world and not new to her workplace. Yet I could not ignore the thought that perhaps she first heard this term at home… from me. And thereafter, many times again.
I was in tears when I heard that phrase from my most beloved daughter the one who is giving more than 200% at her workplace. She is in a new phase of learning and growth, and when she needs to work on Saturdays, she does it wholeheartedly because she understands the concept of a compensatory off.
What touched me most was the realization that she had been listening all along.
At home, no one else really spoke about such things. But she was quietly observing the journey while I was living it, the challenges, the struggles, the successes, the failures. I openly discussed my work concerns with her and how I dealt with them.
Coming from the sandwich generation, working in the international academic environment which often functions very much like the corporate world and handling many responsibilities at once was simply life for me.
But perhaps, unknowingly, it became a live lesson for her, the future working professional.
It feels wonderful to realize this today… even if the realization came a little late, after years of unnecessary guilt.
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