The Retirement Party, it turns out, will have to go down as one of the more touching experiences I have ever had with coworkers.
The details worked out perfectly. The meal was gorgeous, the head table filled with surprise guests and the wine was exactly right. But had they held the event in a barn with sack lunches, it honestly wouldn’t have taken away from the sentiment one bit.
I cried twice.
(Never mind that lately I cry at the least provocation, but it was all very moving.)
and you were worried!!
I cried, too. Is that weird, considering that I was at home watching a stupid football game? Hmm…THAT’S probably the reason I cried.