Winter is hard on hope. Everything seems to sleet over with a hard black ice. Offices are closed because of holidays, vacations or snow storms. Phones ring unanswered.
Entire departments are out with the flu.
Those few who stay on the job snuffle into tissue and try to stay focused. Or at least look like they're focused. This is not the time for change, construction or creativity. Not me, that's for sure, especially since this is only my third week on the road for Working From the HeartLand. So, hope is a concern for me, as well, these winter days.