I visited my goddaughter a few weeks ago, and something inspiring happened.
I helped her walk through the pregnancy, and our bond has grown deeper. When Kayla was born, my friend requested that I be her godparent. Kayla and I are inseparable. I try and visit at least every few weeks. I had passed by the local toy shop and bought her many toys. I sat on the floor and played with her while chatting with my friend. The house seemed a little hot, and upon inquiry, my friend said she was waiting for cooling techs to come help with indoor comfort since the mini split air conditioner had malfunctioned that morning. The cooling specialist finally arrived, and the senior cooling representative was a woman. Having worked in the cooling industry for several years, that scene was not new to me. Our cooling corporation recently got a new director of operations, and she is a woman. My goddaughter was so excited to see this woman climb up the ladder to the attic to examine the cooling equipment. For the next two hours, my goddaughter asked the team a million questions about their tools, gear, and every step they took in the air conditioning repair process. My goddaughter was so keen on what the professionals were doing that you would have thought she was leaning more about air conditioning. The professionals fixed the quality air conditioner and restored indoor comfort. I had always emphasized to my friend to ensure regular schedule tune-ups for her HVAC equipment, but being a new mother with a lot on her plate, she would forget most times. At dinner, my goddaughter declared that she would be a cooling woman working on air conditioners when she grew up.