Facebook memories have the ability to either bring a smile to your face or stop you in your tracks for a moment. This morning as we were driving to Chessington World of Adventures on a family day out. I sat scrolling through my Facebook timeline to pass the time away. A notification to say I had Facebook memories to look at prompted me to click-through and take a look.
At that moment I stopped in my tracks.
Today, two years ago I received my redundancy from my role in the NHS. Something I knew was likely to happen for some time but like everything, until it happens it doesn’t quite hit home. I can still remember opening up my payslip and seeing a figure I am very unlikely to see ever again. The tears rolled down my face without even realising that I was crying.
Two years on from redundancy
Two years on from redundancy and in many ways it feels as though I’m on extended maternity leave. Having never returned to paid employment following the birth of Piglet. At one point I did think that I’d have to return to some sort of role after writing my intention to return to work letter. However, my redundancy was agreed just weeks later and I never returned.
Life after redundancy
Now I work from home around the needs of the children and family life. I’m not quite sure how we would have juggled going out to work with three children, but I’m sure we would have found a way. As it is, I am very fortunate that I am able to be at home instead of having to go out to employment.
I still miss my old role, my colleagues and the difference that I made to the patients we looked after. But for now, working from home suits our family life.