I’m not sure where to start.
It’s been a couple of week since the world, literally, shut down. I’ve had so many emotions that I don’t even know how to frame them…process them…or take charge of them.
At least, sometimes I don’t.
I’m worried about loved ones, and colleagues, and friends, and…everybody. That feels like a lot.
At least, sometimes it does.
I started a new job a few months ago. Then the world changed. I was still trying to figure out my new normal. Now I’m figuring out a newer normal. It’s odd. Swinging between big ideas and plans for taking over the world…to struggling with the reality of that invisible enemy can be overwhelming.
At least, sometimes it is.
Somewhere in this mess we can’t lose sight of the people on the frontline..in hospitals, as first responders, the researchers, the delivery people, the store clerks, the clergy…and on and on. They are risking so much…and I feel like I’m not doing my part.
At least, sometimes I do.
I’m thinking about you all my friends.
I’m thinking about the opportunities we have to provide inspirational leadership.
I’m thinking that prioritizing people is probably the most important thing we can do…it might just be our historical legacy.
In fact, I know that is true.
I’d love to hear from you.