Wondering

Today I was catching up with a friend.  They had recently completed a significant piece of work and launched it into the universe.  To the sound of silence. Left to wonder.  

I made reassuring sounds about busyness and that it didn’t mean it wasn’t well received.  I likened it to many of today’s recruitment processes, stating “only those selected for an interview will be contacted”.  That e-mail etiquette holds the “thank you is implied”. 


Have we forgotten what it is like to be searching for employment, to see a position you believe you could make a contribution in, tailoring your letter and resume and sending it off with a sense of hopefulness.  To hear nothing. 


Should we ever be too busy to let someone know we see them.  That we received their application, read their work, appreciated their message.  A few moments to ask how they are, wish them well, exchange a few pleasantries.
 
As for me, I will continue to say thank you, rather than hoping it is implied, reminding myself that behind each message is a person. 


“I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”  Maya Angelou


Don’t leave them wondering, dear ones. 

Wondering

Today I was catching up with a friend.  They had recently completed a significant piece of work and launched it into the universe.  To the sound of silence. Left to wonder.   

I made reassuring sounds about busyness and that it didn’t mean it wasn’t well received.  I likened it to many of today’s recruitment processes, stating “only those selected for an interview will be contacted”.  That e-mail etiquette holds the “thank you is implied”. 


Have we forgotten what it is like to be searching for employment, to see a position you believe you could make a contribution in, tailoring your letter and resume and sending it off with a sense of hopefulness.  To hear nothing.  

Should we ever be too busy to let someone know we see them.  That we received their application, read their work, appreciated their message.  A few moments to ask how they are, wish them well, exchange a few pleasantries. 

As for me, I will continue to say thank you, rather than hoping it is implied, reminding myself that behind each message is a person.  

“I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”  Maya Angelou

Don’t leave them wondering, dear ones. 

New Eyes

I consider myself a grateful person. My family and friends tease me at being overly so sometimes. Which I believe is impossible. 

But, I have met my match.  New friends, from Brazil, here to create a new life in Canada.  One suitcase each.  Finding their way together, in a new city, a new language, with some new ways. 

In the ten days since their arrival I have had the pleasure of seeing our life through their eyes.  The peacefulness of our home, the selection in the grocery store, the abundance of water, the safe streets, the beauty of ocean and mountains.  The joy of a new beginning and a dream coming true. 

I didn't have to leave my life behind, in order to see it anew. 

"The voyage of discovery is not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes."  Marcel Proust

What do your eyes see, dear ones. 

Possible

It’s been more than a year and a half. A simple fall, with not so simple consequences, took me away – from this blog and, in many ways, from myself. 

Many days it took all I had for the “need to do’s”, increasingly days held more “nice to do’s”, but this was the “icing on the cake” that just never felt possible. Until now. 

I've missed it. I’ve missed you. I’ve missed me - this part of me, that sits to write a few words.

These past months have brought me many things. A new appreciation for what I once took for granted. Countless examples of love and support at the moments I needed it most. A reaffirmation of my own strength. And so much more. 

It has also, eventually, brought me back to this page. I’m so grateful to be here. 

Start by doing what's necessary;
then do what's possible;
and suddenly you are doing the impossible.
St. Francis of Assisi

What is possible for you, dear ones. 

All good things, k