moving on... again

Packers are here for my move to texas. What's crazy is I HATE moving. Hate. Despise. Abhor. you get it. Yet, I am the one who moves. when I was married we moved something like 13 times. when we split I thought, "ok, now I can pick a place and stick." Yea... not so much. G and I are on our way to Houston. Texas. of all places! Who would have thunk it? I'm equal parts scared and excited. Anxious and calm. It will all come together. It has too. like all things I needlessly stress and worry about it all falls into place as it is somehow supposed to.

Now for a cute pic of my baby.

I am trying to remember to laugh with abandon right now. It will help. It always does.

all I hold dear

ok. once again I am pledging to try to divulge my deepest darkest secrets. I fail at it quite a bit. but all I can do is try.

Human Resources is my profession and let me tell you, there is nothing more entertaining or frustrating than humans! Recently though, I have had 2 of my employees lose their beloved spouses. and I am not talking about the kind that have been married forever and can no longer stand each other. I am talking about the kind that have been married forever and still love each other madly. It's been so heartbreaking. Having never gone through this myself in any capacity- I've only ever lost my grandparents and I was not super close to them and I was young enough that it was sad, but I don't recall grieving. I mean, I think these were the 2nd and 3rd funerals I've ever been to!I held the death certificates in my hands! And my heart is broken. You know I often joke that many of the HR folks I have run into don't really care for humans much, but I do. and this reminds me that while I love working, and I must pay the bills, my time with G is so much more precious than I give it credit for. I vow to slow down and be more in the present with her when she gets back from her dad's.