A joyous plethora of women - In the name of Thiago - Day 62
Every now and again a
day at work has the capacity to surprise. I almost absent-mindedly said I would
go to an international women’s day event today organised through our equality,
diversity and inclusivity team. I do a lot of work with this team and it was a
case of let’s show solidarity and all that.
I’d been to the male
equivalent in November just a few days before Thiago died and let’s just say
that the female version is somewhat more exuberant. There was loud music, lots
of hugging for which I was used as a guinea pig for. Yes there was an actual hugging
demonstration given by the sole male speaker at the event and I stood at the
front being hugged by this chap.
It’s a fucking good
job I’m getting used to all this outpouring of emotion shizzle or I think I might
have found it a bit weird. Well it was still a bit weird to be honest. What I
would say is that there will have been a fair few women in that room in Holmes
Chapel that would have given their right arms to have been in my position. He
did smell good!
It made me realise one
thing though. And that is that one good thing that has come from the tragic
loss of Thiago is that I am completely in tune with my emotions and understand
what is and isn’t important. And much as some people at work will try to
convince me of something’s urgency, I am in a far better position now to
identify and prioritise. Even better I can now do it without swearing. I’m learning!
Women are much better at
recognising each other’s strengths and supporting each other. The things that
women would do for each other are way over and above what a bloke would ever do
for another fella. That message was particularly resonant today. Women in my
workplace support each other to the nth degree – at least that’s what came across.
Now don’t get me
wrong, they will bitch about each other as well – I’ve seen it first hand so I’m
not commenting out of turn – but you would rarely find a man supporting another
man simply because he is a man.
The only thing they
got wrong today was the really strong focus on women in power. My feeling as
someone who doesn’t have a powerful job and who is married to someone who also
doesn’t have a powerful job – at least not in the terms that it was being
framed today – is that this is not what we should be judged on.
When I depart this earth,
I will want to be judged on how I lived my life, not on what I earnt. Better to
be rich in friends and kindness than rich in money and I think all those ladies
in the room today would also want to be remembered for the way they live their
lives rather than the money they earn in it.
Anyway that’s enough sentimentality
for one day, I need to freshen up then drive to Wiltshire to see my sister and
her family. Bloody hope that M6 has cleared up a bit now.
Please folks, don’t forget
to donate to the two wonderful hospitals that cared for my beautiful boy Thiago
in his short lifetime. Help me to help them find a better outcome for children
with heart problems in the future.
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