I've been pondering this post for a month. 30 daily contemplations of this term co-labor. It has such a Biblical connotation, and we don't talk that way.
You and I didn't labor in a hospital room. We don't labor in the fields - even the metaphoric one. Labor is a strange word for us unless it's a September holiday.
Instead, we work. We co-work side by side. You and I have a shared language of cubical-enclosed corporate.
This past 30 days, I saw you. And I saw you seeing me. We worked side-by-side on so many days. Not physically with the unending, cold, dreary weather, or corporately with your office and mine miles apart, but emotionally and spiritually.
There was that moment when you told me that you told a story about me. About me and my love of a popular song that makes me dance ever.single.time. And you chuckled in the telling.
Or that day you called all my phone numbers trying to find me to talk about a lunch meeting you'd just had. The nights that we looked in the fridge together and figured out food. Side by side, laughing at dogs on the internet. Watching all the bracket-busting basketball. For the love of busted brackets!
And that Friday I came home and yelled and yelled until the dog was hiding under the table and you just stood and listened until the yelling was over. Then we talked late and long about organizational behavior and communications styles and career dreams. That is our language.
30 days of side-by-side co-work. It's just a snapshot really. A month in the middle of decades. We've learned to leave room for each other's busy seasons of projects and deadlines. We talk numbers and HR and leadership styles.
And on the unincorporated weekends, we've also learned that when there's ax-wielding to be done, it should be you, but hanging upside down in a footer hole to dig out stones? All me. That you make a mean chili, but I can rock a strawberry pie. And that we can carry the really heavy things together.
Marriage Letters by Seth and Amber Haines go up the first Monday of every month. They believe “when we bless our own marriage, we bless the marriages of others.” The Marriage Letter prompt for April: How We Co-Labor.