Tonight after dinner, I cuddled with my son as he read to me as a part of his bedtime routine. When he was done, he looked up at me and told me I’m his hero. All I did was close my laptop, put my arm around him and listen, but to him, it really mattered. His sweet words tell me that there are hidden, quiet heroes everywhere. If you look closely enough, you’ll see the quiet heroes around you in your neighbors, friends and colleagues.
This morning none of us wanted to get out of bed to start the day. There was a chill in the air and the covers were cozy. Still, the kids had to get to school, I had to get working and we all had to get moving.
In the early 90’s, I was two months into my first big post-college job working for a major consulting firm. I was excitedly waiting for my first assignment and had recently finished my six week training and indoctrination program. I was ready to travel, work hard and be the best darn change management consultant I could be, but one thing was missing. I actually wasn’t prepared to go anywhere and do anything. I knew of a project that was being staffed that didn’t align with my personal values and I was sick at the idea of playing staffing roulette with my silence. I took a deep breath, told myself, “don’t be afraid to rock the boat,” and knocked on the Staffing Lead’s door to talk to her about my dilemma.