One moment, processing...
SHRM
Contact Us
Login to see members only content
Home
My Profile
Communities
Directory
Events
Blogs
Contribute
FAQs
Profile
My Contacts
My Contact Requests
My Messages
My Privacy Settings
My Documents
My Communities
My Networks
My RSS Feeds
My Subscriptions
My Postings
View Communities
All Communities
My Communities
Join Communities
View Discussions
All Discussions
Post a Message
Advanced Search
My Postings
My Subscriptions
My Signature
View Libraries
All Libraries
Add a New Entry
My Documents
My Favorites
Search Library
View Blogs
Create New Blog
My Blog
Share a File
Ask a Question
Create a Blog
Home
>
Blogs
>
Blog Viewer
Blog Viewer
+
Add a New Blog
My Blog
My Contacts
Most Recent
Top Rated
Most Read
UnPublished
View Profile
Add Contact
Blog This
Contact Author
From an HR Professional and Parent from Sandy Hook, CT
Last Friday, December 14, 2012, I had taken a vacation day to get my Christmas shopping done and await my daughter's arrival home from the University of Connecticut. As I was preparing a nice late breakfast for my younger daughter, 19, she came to me in her pajamas with laptop in hand, her face white as a ghost and said, "Mom there's been ashooting at Sandy Hook School."
My daughters attended Sandy Hook Elementary from kindegarten to 5th grade. For us, this tragedy doesn't hit close to home, it is home. We know some of the staff who died and a couple of the children killed were members of our church family. Our tears flowed, our anger raged, and we spent a sorrowful and prayerful weekend working at Trinity Episcopal Church, keeping our doors open for anyone needing a place to weep, pray, or receive a hug.
As I prepared for work this morning, as head of HR for a small New York company, I realized that it was my job to make sure that our employees had some time to express their feelings about this horrific tragedy. I thought I was OK as I dressed for work until I heard the replay of President Obama reading the names of the victims. I lost it, and the tears spilled down once again.
I blotted my running eyeliner and took deep breathes as I pulled into the parking lot at work. "I can do this," I said to myself. I have a personal rule; never cry while on the job and if I do, run to the bathroom.
As I walked down the hall to my office two female employees were chatting, stopped me and said, "How are you doing?" Both began to cry and I hugged them hard and my own waterworks began. Others stopped me throughout the morning and we shed more tears.
My boss and I are the only ones at the office who live in Newtown/Sandy Hook but I realize the profound impact this event has had on
all
of us. He and I pushed back our sorrow and began to tackle business as usual. It did help and the anguish subsided somewhat. I found myself able to welcome others, especially parents, into my office and allow them to cry or talk about their feelings.
I have many thoughts for today but one is; HR professionals are human too. You know how we are sometimes thought of as heartless rule makers? Not today.
I hope you are all blessed this holiday season full of love and time with family and friends. Please keep those who are grieving in your thoughts and prayers.
TJ Gottleib
Senior Manager, Human Resources and Administrative Services
Created By:
Terry Gottleib
On:
Mon, Dec 17, 2012 04:00 PM
5 people
recommend this.
Recommend
Pamela Gallivo
Anne-Margaret Olsson
SHRM
Wendy Preuss
Jorge Reyes
Nivia Taboas
0
Comments
150
Views
Permalink
Copy and paste the link below into other web pages, documents, or email messages to allow immediate, permanent access to this page. Security settings will remain in place and login will be necessary for protected content.
Related Resources
No Related Resource entered.
Comments
No Comments submitted.
Comment
Cancel
Code of Conduct
Privacy Policy
Copyright © 2013
Society for Human Resource Management
. All rights reserved.
Powered by Higher Logic's Connected Community