Farewell Letter for Boss

October 03, 2016

Trinidad C. Ponteres

Revenue Officer III

Bureau of Internal Revenue

Koronadal City, South Cotabato

Dear Ma’am Trining:

I am writing this letter to formally notify you, ma’am, that I am resigning from my role as your assistant. Thank you for being a part of my professional and personal growth.

For the past nine months, you have been my boss, supervisor, teacher, friend, and grandmother. You have taught things that I would embrace for the rest of my life. Nine months may not be long enough, but what matters is that I cherish every working moment I had with you.

You disciplined me how to love my job. You demonstrated me how to be patient. You showed me how to be prudent. You enlightened me with your humility. You urged me to dream higher. You prepared me to be a person worthy for a profession.

Thank you for your patience and understanding. Thank you for your love and support. Thank you for your unwavering belief. Thank you for your encouragement. ‘Thank you’ is not even enough to express my gratitude for you, but believe me, my simplest ‘thank you’ sums up all my appreciation and gratefulness that once in my life, there is one Ma’am Trining who guided me.

This is not goodbye, not even an end of a beautiful book: this is just the beginning of a new chapter.

You are and will always be my Ma’am Trining. God bless you, Ma’am.

Truly yours,

(signed) Jo

What now?

Now I'm torn between "moving forward" and "fighting harder".  I really do not know what to do or where to go. I do not even know what's the pros and cons between the two.

Lessons I have Learned from my Job… so far.

All I planned was to work while waiting for the board exam, just to have fun for (almost) every day that I waste doing nothing.

Now, it’s complicated.

I am under two offices: one, in my employer [the one who hired me] and two, in my workplace [the one where I am assigned]. In the eyes of my employer, I am just an un-appointed job order employee [not even contractual or casual] and estopped as a utility worker. They assigned me in an office not directly related to them.  However, in the eyes of my boss [the one I’m working for], I am her assistant. Yes, by form, I am a utility worker, but by substance, I am an administrative assistant doing what my boss also does except for one thing, to sign.

I love my job.  I never expected that in my first official job, I’d be doing lots of productive things. Every day, I talk to people [the best part of my job]. Every day, I scrutinize and audit papers. Every day, I learn new overwhelming and fascinating lessons—not only the ones I can use in my upcoming board exam, but also, lessons about life.

It’s also very helpful to know that your workplace likes you, your boss likes you.  My boss makes me feel that I can manage, that I am smart, and that it’s very stressful for her without me. She never fails to share her wisdom every day. I take everything she says and never misses the most important ones.

Here are some reflections I pondered in my job:

1. Substance over form. It’s not the position that matters; it’s the responsibility.

2. Love your job but do not be too attached with your workplace.

3. In your first job, it’s not about the money, it’s about the learning and experience.

4. Labeling of others is not important and should be disregarded. They do not know what you do and who you are.

5. Be humble and elastic.

6. Not everybody will like you and not everybody will bother to know who you are. Just do what you must.

7. Our God is never selfish and will never be. He grants prayers in His time. Just pray with a thankful heart, always.

8. Be proud of your skills. Be proud, not boastful.

9. Achievements never have time frames.

10. Focus on the things that interest you.

11. If you don’t know something, ask. Don’t pretend you know everything.

12. Respect is earned regardless of where you stand in the society.

13. Every person is unique. In public service, stay in the middle.

14. Don’t be ashamed of what you do. You are working, you are a taxpayer, and you are not nobody in your community.

15. Your mind and your heart are your greatest weapons.

I Will... Will She?

I will love her still…

Despite all of her imperfections;

Despite how messed up her life was;

Despite how messed up she was.

But the thing is…

Will she ever let me?

Pace

I have not failed from this life…
Life has given me chances

I have not walked this path meaningless…
This path has shared me its meaning.

It’s not about how different the feelings were,
It’s about the change… the overwhelming change.

It’s not just about moving on, but about moving forward.
It’s not about the winning, but about the effort, the fight, the pursuit.

Start here, not from the very beginning,
Because believe it or not, you are not the same person you were back then.

Stupid Me

You were the reason for my poems,
no… you were the poems.
I have lost you years ago
But after I heard you and that guy
were over now,
I began writing poems again
for no reason.
No… I have... YOU.
You are still my poetry
And I hate myself
For not really moving on;
for not forgetting;
For not getting you off my mind
completely.

"Would You?" by Kreyan

If I tell you how much you mean to me, would you believe me?
That I want to be with you most of the time, I just couldn't tell you.
I just couldn't let you know for I fear what I foresee
I fear the thought of you ignoring me.

If I tell you I still like you, would we stay the same? Would you?
I have always been wanting some attention from you, but I see no interest, nothing to argue.
I am waiting for the day when you would finally say “good morning” first,
Ask me how I am, until we reach the “good night” and “sweet dreams” one.

You have no idea how much I’ve been wanting long conversations with you
I know I can't demand, I don't have the right to
And this is what I’m terrified about, now I’m telling you I’m afraid
I can’t help myself but fall, its cliché but it’s true.

It’s been troubling me for days; this thing I have for you
I am afraid of letting you know because I know you don’t feel the same way too But I want to take this move to be able to free myself
Of the consequence of silent kill when feelings are deepened and kept

You have no idea how freakin' scared I am
I've written so many poems like this, but I have never been this nervous
Thoughts have been so unorganized, rumbling on my mind, they won’t collide Been really wondering how am I going to make things right

If I tell you I want to take care of you, would you allow me?
I have been wanting to scold you whenever you're being stubborn and mean
I want to make you feel how special you are, and it wouldn't be temporary
Coz you deserve all the love that last, that would break all your walls of superiority

I want to be your pillow to hold on tight
Shoulder that you'd need when you feel like crying
I want to be your best friend, someone who'd matter in your life
I want to be that someone you would love to be by your side

Well,
All I really want to say is that I would love to love you
And when I say love, everything, good or bad, comes with it too
I am just here to make you feel how special you are to me
Someone I would cherish and respect, if only you'd allow me.

-Kreyan-

So Simple

I’d rather be alone than be with someone like you.
Someone who dictates me what to do;
Someone who judges me based on blind human standards.

The choice is between you accept me for who I am
Or I assume I don't know you from the very beginning.
So simple.