Who Knew

If you're coming to my blog hoping to find out about my recent marriage, you've come to the wrong place... you're most likely not going to get what you're looking for here. What I've come to write about is related though. As many of you know, I work for lululemon athletica here in Raleigh. 6 months ago I had just had my first interview with them and was learning about a company that I knew very little about.  I knew I loved the woman who hosted my interview, and I did not like the other women who were in my group interview (oops!). The woman who hosted my interview is a woman named Jami, who I learned is the store manager. She was wearing a pineapple tank top and from Ohio- obviously we connected ( or at least, I felt a connection ). Jami left shortly on maternity leave after I started at lulu, so we didn't have much of a chance to work together. One day before she left though, she was training me and had to excuse herself for a phone call, and afterwards,...

It sounds so easy, and is something we typically do so freely. Closing our eyes. We do it when we need to rest. Or quickly to blink. Or in moments when we may be fighting back tears. Maybe it's in frustration and you're counting to 10 simultaneously. When you're wrapped in a warm embrace of someone you love. Stopping yourself from seeing something you don't want to see. There are so many reasons we close our eyes. During my time in higher education, so often we used activities that called on our students to close their eyes. And in those moments I either opted into facilitating the activity so I could keep my eyes open, or participated with my eyes closed, feeling nervous, tense and uncomfortable the entire time. If there was a way I could participate and keep my eyes open, I did.  I have always been so uneasy to close my eyes in moments like this in a public space. Until last week. I was at a coworkers house for our December lulu staff meeting. And we talked ...