My kids understand why I work. I learned this when I lost my job recently due to a corporate reorganization. I thought they might be happy to have me at home and not working, but instead they both felt a loss because they recognized how important work is to me. My eldest was concerned that I wouldn’t be able to find another job that allowed me to make the impact that I was making in the world. My youngest cried and said she was worried about what I would do during the day when she was at school since she knew how much I loved my work. These reactions helped to underscore the importance of my working for both myself and my family.
—Debbie Ehrenworth Miller ’86, two children, 8 and 12
SAQ, Winter 2015–16