It was a long-planned, 1-week, 4-generation family vacation at a NC beach. Face-time with loved ones. Sometimes we need to get out from behind the computer and journal with pen and paper, laugh at crazy UNO Attack games and occasionally cry together. Face to face.
Now as I re-enter my life, I cherish the quiet for reflection and an appreciation for this new normal. Found these very appropriate quotes upon my return…
I hope you always have a shell in your pocket…and sand in your shoes. ~ Unknown
Creating Value: Don’t boil the ocean. Solve one problem at a time and expand from there. ~ Mark Oakes
Worrying is like a rocking chair, it gives you something to do, but it gets you nowhere. ~ Glenn Turner
And then there is this one to prepare me to get back into writing the book…
When something goes wrong in your life, just yell ‘PLOT TWIST!’ and move on. ~ Kelly Martin
Belong. The sense that you feel a part of something, somewhere, some group. Several of us discussed this very subject yesterday in the context of being without a job and feeling the loss of belonging somewhere.
You have a badge or a key that lets you in the door. You have an employee number assigned to you. You are part of the family of the company, no matter how dysfunctional a family it is – you belong to it.
So when that is gone, where do you belong?
If the definition of belong is to FIT somewhere… what causes you to feel that you belong? Is it a feeling of being accepted? Of being liked?
I have more questions than answers about this word. In a lifetime of moving and environment disruption, for me it is less about a job than it is about the location of that job.