This week I have been enjoying going to my NEW JOB!
My job is fantastic and the people that I work with are nice (which is a huge improvement over my last job) and it is a research position so I'm actually using my degrees (my last position was admin).
When I was laid off they took my work ID, which is expected but the photo on my card was important. The photo was taken during new-hire orientation - I had recently graduated, had just had a great summer with my husband, was excited in general, and I was pregnant. I think that was the only photo taken when I knew was pregnant and was not yet consumed by worry. I looked happy. It was painful to have that photo taken away and a few time I thought about contacting HR to see if I could get a photocopy of the card but I didn't want them to think I was crazy and I didn't want to explain why I wanted it so badly and I didn't want to hear that the card had been destroyed already.
The most unexpected things turn out to be important mementos of our missing children.
My new job is back with the same organization and this week I had to submit a photo for my new ID card. I took over 40 self portraits trying to duplicate the ease of the old photo but in them all I look too old, too strained, too plump, and just too weary to be that person from the old photo again. This is the one selected because when tiny (like it would be on a ID) I look cheerful enough.
I picked up my ID today and here's the photo it has on it
Apparently they kept the old photo on file and I'm so happy that they did :) It's a relief to have documentation of that short time of utter joy.