All Things Winifred

 The road to the seat of HR was a climb. I faced boulders of fire rolling down on me and harsh winds threatening to sway me off course. There were times I couldn't see the top, but I'm here. When I say the top I don't mean I have reached my peak in success, but I have ascended to a level where I can finally be of service. Service to people all over the world who deserve to work in healthy workspaces and walk proudly in their industry of choice because they can. I believe they can. I want them to know that they can. I dreamed about working in human resources. I prayed about it. I dedicated time, money, and brainpower. If you know my story, you know I went back to school to obtain my masters degree in human resources management after what seemed like a dead-end. Toxic job after toxic job. Quitting left and right in search of more. It was my purpose gnawing at me. Telling me to go for more and once I took that plunge, the world seemed to open up to me.  If you work in HR, I sa...

You'll get suggestions. Sometimes even be pressured. It happened to me, and I caved.  The very first thing I wanted to be was an English Teacher that hosted a radio show at night, but I was steered in another direction as soon as the word teacher left my lips. I was heavily swayed into healthcare; a career in healthcare would deal me the best cards that life could offer. Financial security, social leverage, and prestige. As a young and single (at the time) African American woman, surely, I would be in the running to be courted by some of the world's most eligible bachelors. I can't lie, it was a plan fueled by good intentions and appeared to be a fool-proof equation. The only thing missing was passion. The fiery ingredient that many adults leave out when teaching their kids, the recipe to success. As quiet as it's kept, passion is the secret sauce. The deal maker and the game changer.  ______________________________ My name is Winifred and I am a creative writer who adv...