Veronica

A picture of balance and beauty. As is not always the case with Veronica! (Jokes!)

So I have this colleague at work, her name is Veronica. Let me explain about Veronica. She is a special soul for me. At first I don't think she liked me very much, but eventually I grew on her like a barnacle. We give each other such hell on a daily basis, insults flying left and right, but we smile at the end. Okay, once she did make me cry, but that's okay. (Remember that V? Mmmm?) Laugh out SERIOUSLY loud! She refers to the gay community as "the gays", and although I was not sure what she implied by this, I realised that she was only joking and meant it well. She just does not have much experience with the gays... You must see her expression when I start talking about the things that the gays do. She closes her ears and starts humming the Parlotones! It really is something to behold!

I think what makes myself and Veronica work as a team is that I allow her to be herself, to say what she needs to, rant if she wants to and be the voice of authority when she needs to. She in turn does the same for me, on a daily basis. She allows me to be who I want to be and express what I want to express at any moment in time, and will offer caution or advise if she sees that I am getting negative. V has strong views and opinions and simply ADORES to tell no one about them. That's where our relationship comes in handy. We share. Since she is a mother, she does have this effect of making you feel like you've been scorned by your own mother. She has crazy eyes!

From the many late nights at work talking about love, men, husbands, break-ups and hook-ups, advice being given and discussed, to just having a cup of coffee and talking crap for an hour. I must confess that I miss Veronica when she is not at work. She brings an energy to the area that no one can replace. Wise as a grandmother, but not a day older than 35! (Inside joke!)

The shit we've spoken about. Goodness. I hope they do not record our conversations. We would be fired! Good times. Valued memories. Awesome woman!

"Dear Veronica,


I write you this letter to say thank you. Thank you for being the person you are for me. A friend. A shoulder to cry on. A mentor to rely on. A psychologist and therapist. For the boxes of tissues, the endless cups of coffee and the late nights at work. You catch my jokes and give a quiet giggle when no-one else does, and even though you refer to me as "one of the gays", I know you mean the best. Although i'm sure you would deny it! (SMILES)


Thank you Veronica, for being the person you are. Flawed but perfectly so. Shy but loud. Submissive yet dominant. Proudly Veronica."

We all need someone like Veronica in our lives, be it at work or at home. Someone to call you on your bullshit and tell you why you're wrong. Stern face, motherly face, but soft heart. You are one in a million V!

You rock!
Ray