New Morning.

New Morning by Alpha Rev. Tonight I worked. The first three people who made me feel comfortable at work were my manager Charley, the afternoon manager and kitchen cook Jon, and the delivery guy Andy. Jon Fortner...one of the nicest guys I have ever met. He is in his 30's...and has a sucky life, I hate to say. When I started working there he had long long long dark hair that he always had in a pony tail and wore a hat all the time. I have never seen him or Andy for that matter without a hat on. Jon and I have good talks a lot of the time. We are close. At the time I started working there he was with a girl Niki who worked at our carmel store. They have broken up and he is now dating one of the waitresses Shannon. He has also cut off his hair.

Jon and I both get pissed easily. But he is one person to back off of when he is upset at work. Tonight you could sort of tell something was bothering him. I stayed til close tonight so he wasn't doing anything and he came back to talk to me. We both said we were feeling sort of "blah" all day...sort of disconnected. He said he didn't want to have a pity party for Jon but I told him to go ahead.

Jon has two daughters. Jenaveve and Sophia. His ex wife basically kidnapped them and took them to Texas and he hasn't seen them in 3 and a half years. Jenaveve had called him this morning telling him she missed her daddy and that it was hot in Texas and wondering when the next time she would get to see him was. He then told me that he and Jenaveve had an instant bond the day she was born and that she was a total daddy's girl.

These are the types of things that make me thankful for my family. All I wanted to say to him was that a new morning was coming. Everything would be better tomorrow. These are the conversations that make Jon and I close because he doesn't have a problem sharing his deepest life stories with me. But with others he keeps it to himself.

Every person has a bad moment...or a story that people don't know. And if they tell...they only want to get it off their chests or talk about it...there will always be a new morning ahead and it will be better.