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I continue…
They offer me more sales responsibility, because I deliver results.
For 7 years I’ve been head of Nordic Sales for Elizabeth Arden Travel Retail. Weekly I travel to see customers. My team and I deliver each year. Results above budget (+ I get bonuses).
When you deliver results, they see you.
Read that sentence again.
I make more money than my husband.
But money is not everything.
Because…
I can’t bear, that my children will grow up without me being present.
I can’t.
I know how hard it was growing up without my mum.
I can not leave my children.
They are the reason I choose to leave my high paid job. I love my children.
They are more important, than a high paid career.
ORIGIN STORY: Hot chocolate seems like nothing in the moment.
October, 1977
Randers, Denmark
I’m born in small town, Randers, Denmark.
In Randers city in mid-seventies we had Schou Epa. Our version of Selfridges (London)… kind of (very bad version … just saying).
(Hip cafes didn’t exist back then).
On first floor, together with Ladies department, is the cafeteria.
With view over Gudenaaen and Ostervold. It’s the meeting place, where you are “seen” in town.
In Randers you go to the cafeteria with your mum. And you wear nice clothes.
“Today I’m going with my mum to Schou Epa. We’ll have hot chocolate and cake”, says Gitte in class.
The girls from class, go to Schou Epa with their mums.
I remember that sentence, so well.
Hits my belly, everytime … (I was never invited).
Feelings of loneliness.
I just want to be like the other girls – go to the cafeteria with their mums.
I never had hot chocolate with my mum at Schou Epa.
Hot chocolate might seems like nothing in the moment…
But … hot chocolate means loneliness to me.
As a mum, I have done hot chocolate to my children many times.
I’ve done hot chocolate at every child’s birthday party, after school, on Sundays and on cold winter days.
Today, when my children say “Mum, would you do hot chocolate?”. It fills my heart with joy.
I love serving hot chocolate to my children.
We’ve had many joyful moments with hot chocolate and cream on top.
Small moments with hot chocolate are, “heart moments”.
But hot chocolate also fuels my wounded heart, with those cafeteria visits, I never had.
I still miss my mum. It never goes away.
But…
I learned one important thing from my mother….