Listening and Grow More

It was bitter cold at the company formation and many were waiting for my first words as their new commander, but after roll call I dismissed them and then walked around that day talking to soldiers in their space listening to “their stories”.  As a hospice worker I understood that for most families, first days of care were not easy, you could feel the tension created by not wanting to give up the fight.  I learned it was best to give hugs when appropriate, warm cold hands and listen to their stories.  Maybe it’s where I am in my life journey, or the blessing I’ve received from just listening.  This year, I plan to listen more, and grow more through the stories I’m being told.