Gigi assembled her planners, her calendars, her pens, pouches, and post-its before her on the desk and stood over them like a general surveying maps.
These are bits and pieces of her life, and there is no point in denying or denigrating it. Her autobiography would be a collage made from these, and a little more.
What troubles her today is the driving force behind it. Is she truly there? Different faces and voices pop up between the cracks.
You are the best, and I know you will carry the tradition forward.
A woman always puts her family’s interests before her own.
You cannot let me down.
The best employee award goes to Gigi…
You are a daughter, wife, mother, sister ……
She brought out two bottles of archaic-looking ink. One was black, and another fluorescent. Who uses ink other than printer cartridges?
Well, paints and software programs are also fine, but she chooses inks – to blacken out certain parts, and rewrite others in a script of her own.
She thinks of buying white-out fluid, but orders a ream of papers instead, and some spiral binders. She’ll put those together in her own way.
LIFE …. Authored by Gigi