Connection.
Once the press realized President Reagan liked red, they quickly saw he often called upon reporters who were wearing red during press conferences. That connection got some reporters a lot more question time than others. That’s the power of connection.
I met Janna, one of my oldest friends, because of a red jacket. The first day of third grade the teacher let us pick whom we wished to sit by.
New to the school and not knowing anyone, when it came time for me to pick, I said, “I want to sit by the girl in the red jacket.”
Never could I have known what a wonderful friend the little girl in the red jacket would become in my life. This week, she and two other friends from childhood are visiting me. We’re sharing old memories and making new ones. That’s the gift of connection.
Connection.
Yesterday, we four spent time at Arlington National Cemetery. The gals are doing a lot of sightseeing while they’re here, but I asked them not to go to Arlington without me. I have a special connection in Arlington.
We lost Captain John David Hortman on August 8, 2011, when his Army helicopter crashed during a training mission in Georgia. Among the 400,000 plus souls interred on those hallowed grounds and the rows of pristine, aligned headstones, it is David’s that calls to me; it is David’s that deeply touches me no matter how often I visit.
Connection.
David connected in a very personal way. Though he could have been my son, I learned a lot from him about quickly bonding with others. He would take time to sit down across from me, look me directly in the eyes, smile, and have a conversation. A real conversation: he would talk, I would talk, he would respond, I would respond, he would laugh, and I would laugh.
His curiosity was natural. He wanted to know other people, and we all felt it. He was genuine, not perfect, but real. He could give and take as good as he gave. He cared about his relationships and made sure he took time for others.
David is one of my heroes. Not just because he gave his life in service for our country. He’s one of my heroes because of how he lived his life. Because he took time to connect with me personally and because connection was a key life choice he made every day. That’s the blessing of connection.
Connection.
It’s a key life choice.
Whether personal or professional, connections and relationships require time, curiosity, conversation, openness and honesty. How are your connections?