Last week, the husband of one of the regional representatives who works under me died. I really like her and admired her devotion, as chronicled on Facebook. She was strong, devoted and the embodiment of the vows: "In sickness and in health...until death us do part."
The couple has two teenaged boys and the road ahead will be tough for her. Plus, she was let go from her job as a journalist so, with her husband's nearly-two-year-long illness, she's the embodiment of the Biblical figure, Job.
I galvanized the team to make a donation, since Money is what is needed as opposed to a plant or flowers. I waited for news on when services would take place. She lives in Birmingham, Alabama so it isn't like I can drive to the services in Chicago. Wouldn't you know that it will be held on a day where I have several appointments and obligations. At first, I thought about not going. Then, I rethought how much an outpouring of support would uplift her. So, I dropped everything -- cancelled all appointments -- to be there. To me, there is nothing more important than being there when a person truly needs uplift. That's why I'm going...Nothing else matters.
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