Turns out, parenting and leading in an organization aren’t too different from one another. What people need is a psychologically safe space to show up, try their best, and fail forward.
And just like that, the kids are back in school. One particularly sweet moment from yesterday… Ames taking flowers to his teachers, just like his big brothers used to do. Time is an illusion and sometimes, a thief.
This morning, I got to announce that we are down to only two residents with COVID-19 in Long Term Care. This evening, I got to make supper with my daughters. Today was a good day.
We had enough staff to get through the shift somewhat smoothly. I arrived home in time to eat supper with my family and accompany them on a gelato date. There was no wind on the beach, only sun and sand and peace. I might just make it after all.
During quite possibly the most exhausting week of my professional career, I decided to take my lunch break at the animal shelter. I decided to get in the sun and hug my kids and pet a dog. It was the right choice.
The kids and Chris reached an agreement today, on a who-cleans-what and who-rides-in-which-seat rotation. The house hasn’t seen such peace in week, months, years? Praise be.
Last night, the kids set up camp in the yard and cooked their own dinner. We watched just long enough to ensure safety and morale were in adequate supply, and then we retreated to the house because we get to take showers and sleep in our bed there. Coming home early was the right move.
