It has been a little over 3 years now.
I was working as the Purchasing Manager for a Veterinary Practice Management Group. I did not have any direct reports at the time, just clients that kept me quite busy!
In the interest of the bottom line, my company preferred me being the department. However, I was running on empty. After much BEGGING, I was given the go ahead to hire an assistant part-time.
I was no stranger to hiring, firing, training, and managing personnel.
I contacted our Human Resources Department and an ad was placed. Resumes began piling in!
I am still amazed by the amount and varying qualifications of the applicants.
My number one rule of thumb was a misspelling was an immediate “No.” My “no” pile began to grow!
There were female applicants that included pictures that focused primarily on their cleavage. Ugggh. I was going to be sharing a very small office with this person. I did not need drama. I simply wanted a responsible, trainable person that I could co-exist with.
It occurred to me that although it might seem weird to many that I could quietly pray over this pile of resumes in my office. That is exactly what I did. I prayed that God would show me if there was anyone in this stack that He wanted for this position. I prayed that it would be more than a job but a relationship that would be mutually beneficial. A life that would be blessed by the opportunity and that my days would be blessed by the time and close proximity that this person and I would share.
I would like to say that just like a scene in a movie that suddenly there was a burst of wind and the resumes blew everywhere landing on THE one. It did not happen exactly like that but close. I decided to go through the pile one last time. There it was. A very simplistic resume, no misspelled words, no fluff. I liked it.
I went to HR and asked that they call the candidate in for an interview.
When Vicki arrived, she was dressed professionally and very conservative. She was honest and not full of herself. There was a slight lack of confidence because the job was somewhat out of her norm. I assured her that I could train her. I instantly liked her.
I offered her the job.
We began working together, CLOSELY. The office was a converted bedroom where veterinary students rotated in and out while working at our practice. I think a queen sized bed would be stretching its limits.
No matter how professional that you try to keep things, in a space that small, your lives begin to become interwoven at least between the hours of 8-5.
My personal life had taken a turn for the worse (or the best depending on perspective!)
In the midst of all that, I had to travel to a national meeting in Anaheim. While there, I ran into a doctor that had previously worked at the practice where I was still working. We had always been friends and possessed a mutual respect for one another. It had been quite sometime since I last saw him or even conversed with him. Immediately the smile and true pleasure that I felt in my heart seeing him displayed itself on my face.
Looking back, that was the moment. I am smiling all over again. I was all business and did not recognize “the moment” for what it was.
He hugged me there. Pure pleasantry. However, for me it was a spark. I thought of him often after that – in a very non-romantic way. We exchanged a few messages throughout the upcoming year in regards to business.
The next years national meeting was approaching and we planned to meet for a drink and to discuss a business opportunity. As luck would have it, I got snowed in and also had a fever of104. I received a message from him asking where I was and shared my circumstance. He replied not to worry that he would be in my area later that month and would drop in to see me.
A few weeks later he walked into my office and hugged me. I introduced my assistant to him. We spoke briefly and he was on his way.
When he left, my assistant said, “Girl, I felt like I needed to leave the room! There were sparks flying all over the place in here.” I assured here that she needed mental help.
Shortly after, we had a lunch with several girls from work. On the ride to the restaurant, Vicki felt that she needed to share this revelation with my best friend (who happened to be a co-worker.) I still insisted that my assistant needed a psych eval.
However, a short while later conversing with this man, I shared the conversation to which he inquired about my circumstances and boldly stated that if I were single, he would be down on one knee in a heartbeat.
Vicki had a front row seat to the birth of a love like no other.
Fast forward. I am now married to this man. The man of my dreams. Love of my life. Best friend. My everything. All because, I prayed over a stack of resumes. Yes, I felt stupid. I kind of felt like I was asking a Magic 8 ball a question. I am so glad I did it anyway!
I am grateful for my assistant who long ago became a friend, family even.
As life so often does, we have drifted to new places. However, I hold her very close in my heart. I know that God placed her in my path to better my life. Her value was far greater than the daily tasks that she performed. It was and is in her daily wisdom, caring, concern and grace.
Had it not been for her, I would still be right where I was.
God placed Vicki in my life. It may have been for a reason, or merely a season but her impact will last a lifetime. Everyone needs a Vicki.
Until Next Time,