Saying Thank you with a MahaloGram

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Yesterday I had a conversation with one of my managers who told me that although it’s fine to contemplate the troubles of the world, I shouldn’t spend so much time on my “dark side.” She said there are so many positives about me that the darkness gets more attention than it deserves. So many of my friends, family, and my colleagues would agree.

MahaloGrams come in four colors, have pretty pictures, and a flip side to share your love. A great program onboard the Mothership!

Such people are my champions. When I feel as though I cannot slay the dragon of despair, friends such as these prop me up and push me back into the world, outlook adjusted to positive. At work we have a MahaloGram program. We fill out the back of a card telling people mahalo, which is Hawaiian for thank you, and then we specify exactly when and where they did something worth crowing about. A stub on the side gets put into a monthly drawing. The card gets sent to the person who can save them and refer to them in their performance review. I just used five in my own review that I submitted Monday. It is the nicest thing in the world to receive one, and we are free to distribute them at will. I should send them more often. In fact, I have a stack of the cards on my desk today. Where’s my list of do gooders?

I do not want to imagine what my life would be without those who take the time to talk me in from the self-indulgent ledge (It’s pretty out there. The view is spectacular. The breeze blows through my ears and dries my tears. But I am not a bird, I cannot fly, and there are things to do. Important things! Raising children! Being a wife! Being a friend! Being an athlete! Being a writer!)

One of my colleagues is leaving Marketing and Communications to work in the Legal department here on board The Mothership. That means I’ll see less of her, but, she’s still here, a few floors down, always in my computer, always on my Facebook, always in my heart. I am excited for her. Changes refresh one’s outlook.

I’m in for a change myself. There are boxes outside my cube ready to be loaded. As early as next week, I’m relocating to a cube one floor below. It’s a temporary move while other changes occur at HMSA. It’s exciting. Before I know it I’ll be back upstairs, ready for a fresh  start in a new cube location. The challenge will be to succeed with the workflow throughout the changes. I shall. I feel positive about that!

By lavagal

Hawaii Kai wife and mom. Melanoma Stage 3a Cancer survivor. English Language Arts teacher, English Learners Coordinator, and Paraprofessional Tutor. Super sub teacher. Dormant triathlete. Road cyclist and Masters swimmer. Gardener. Mrs. Fixit. Random dancer. Music Curator. A teenager trapped in an aging body. Did you know 60 is the new 40? It is.

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