The Last Long Dance Begins

The Last Long Dance This is the year. The year of all years. The final 365 days of the 1664 weeks that I will spend working in child welfare. That’s 32 years to be exact. It seems surreal because it went by so fast. But I guess that’s the consensus about endings when you are enjoying the journey. Child welfare grew me from a twenty-two-year-old college graduate in from a small south Louisiana town into a 55-year-old rough around the edges realist. It gifted me with an ability and the insight to see the world in a factual way, but not lose my sense of optimism or my ability to keep trying to improve the lives of those around me. So as a testament to my calling, I have decided to journal my last year of this fantastic voyage. I will share excerpts of my last long dance as a crusader for child and families as well as to those whom I have had the privilege of working alongside over the years. I hope you all enjoy it. November 23, 2020 Covid Pandemic- Day 5,245 Just kidding, but seriously feels like it. Started my work journal today. Nothing mind blowing happened to share. Eight months of working from home and approximately 240 days of zoom calls, skype meetings, emails, MORE zoom calls, MORE skype meeting and MORE emails. I still have not panned out a work day routine. I keep moving my desk around my house to change the scenery but the scenery never changes. I wonder why. I just want to see my work people in the flesh for God’s sake. My question of the day to myself: If you could instill one piece of advice in a newborn baby’s mind, what advice would you give? My answer is 3 pieces rolled into a run on sentence. Seek the things that make you happy and be kind always and love yourself first. It took me 55 years to understand the importance of these things. I guess I was a slow learner.