My World, My Words

I spend a lot of time thinking and reflecting. Thinking about the world around me, how people treat others, about the role I play in their world. Reflecting on who I am and what I want to be. For myself, for my husband and most of all for my son.

I went to sleep last night thinking, what do I dream of? I wasn’t really sure and I fell asleep a little sad.

We spent the weekend in north Georgia in the mountains, relaxing, hiking and enjoying our time as a family. It was really nice to getaway from the everyday back home (which is different than a year ago) and a gorgeous change of a scenery.

Since March 16, I have been working remotely as the world figures out Covid-19 and how to heal the world and still find a way back to “normal.” As an HR professional, I have furloughed hundreds of employees and closed down operations. As we begin to reopen with many new ways of working and new rules of interacting with others, I am happy to help return many employees back to work. We still have thousands to go, but everything is a process.

There is a dim light at the end of tunnel, at least my optimism tells me there is an end in sight. I loved seeing AJ build his first fire. It was exhilarating to hike trails with my boys and watch AJ appreciate all the beauty that nature provides (and it kept his attention for hours away from his iPad). I want to visit small towns and eat great local cuisine. I want to sit on a porch swing and read a good book. I want to hear the calls of birds under the sun and watch the glimmer of the stars sitting around a crackling fire. I want to feel the cool air while listening to soft music in the background.

I dream of being able to travel and explore the world with my best friend and little man.