Missed their noise yesterday. Told them so. Asked them to make some noise for me. And they did to a degree. I am not sure they trusted my sincerity. Today, I will again make the plea. Please, make some noise for me.

A lot is different at a distance. I can’t see them. I can’t hear them. I can’t read them. Oh, they are there. Most turn their video on. All but a shy few unmute when asked (my quiet ones respond in the chat). But it’s not the same. Not even close. And yesterday I missed it. I missed them. And so I asked them to help me. I asked them to make some noise. I needed to know they were there–across the divide.

Beyond that, it’s really been a good week. I feel like we are finding our groove. No it’s not the same as it would be f2f, but we are finding “us” in all of this. We are going to be okay–as long as we turn up the volume, now and again, as we make our way.

Happy Friday, all. Have a great weekend. See ya back here on Monday.

Do. Reflect. Do Better.