My mum passed away in the night. She has braved cancer for more than half a year, and after all the struggles, reposed. When she died, she was shriveled and tiny. We managed to rally around my dad, and got a doctor to certify her death. On November 3, I led the liturgy and laid her ashes to the ocean as she wished. It was a fitting closure as I baptized her in faith as well so many years ago.
Some young friends of mine started hunting for jobs after graduation, and noticed that there seem to be more and more part-time or contract jobs, rather than outright full-time offerings. They are of course worried.
Have you labored through 2018,
And found it went all too vapid and fast?
Have you made a resolution or two,
And found them waft all away like dust?
Have you noticed how frequently “accidents” occur on local highways? There are at least two reasons why – or the lack of these two reasons. Likewise, many leadership crashes happen because of the same two missing reasons.
The 1990s were golden years, where I worked for some amazing multinational giants from banking to audit, and life was skyrocketing. Music and the arts were simpler, happier, brighter.
