Plugged in or Unplugged?

A few weeks ago before I was leaving on a business trip, my husband Ted said to me “don’t forget to stop and smell the roses.” My initial reaction was, “I will do that when I get all of my work done and have a chance to relax.”

In this wired world of 24/7, I sometimes feel the very tools that make our lives easier and more efficient, can also make it nearly impossible to disconnect as we are never more than a click away. I find myself wondering…Is there really a way to unplug? Trying to balance it all is still a challenge for me, and I realize that my work may never be done – there will always be something more to do. And so, I need to actually make time to enjoy life instead of postponing it until it fits into my schedule.

With the long holiday weekend ahead, I plan to disconnect from technology and reconnect with myself and those who mean the world to me. I look forward to smelling the roses…savoring the smells of the barbeque and enjoying the sounds of conversation and laughter with friends and family. I know that if I can actually disconnect for a few days, I will come back refreshed and re-energized.

As women, we constantly try to do it all. This weekend we’re celebrating Independence Day so let’s savor that independence for ourselves by taking a break. I hope you can unplug and join me in taking time to smell the roses.

Barbara

By blogger Barbara Adachi, Deloitte LLP
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Life is Just a Bowl of Cherries

Yesterday was a special day--Mother’s Day, a dayto remember our mothers, our family and friends and the wonderful women who touch our lives every day. While my mother passed away nearly seven years ago, there isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t think about her. 

My mom always said that “life is just a bowl of cherries.” As a child, I never really understood what it meant, but as I grew older, I could see how she lived her life. What she passed onto me was her love of life and her approach of enjoying life to the fullest, even the “pits.”

My mom was always the eternal optimist--she believed that having hope was a blessing. She barely finished high school (probably because she was a bit of a social butterfly) and worked most of her life as a bookkeeper. After the Japanese internment of WW2 where she and her family were relocated from California to Postin, Arizona, she moved to Cleveland and worked as a maid. I never heard her talk about the prejudice she experienced at the time of the war. She only mentioned how wonderful the family was that she worked for in Cleveland. I will always remember her stories of growing up during the Depression where her favorite Christmas gift was a six-pack of Coca-Cola, and her treat was that she could drink it all by herself, and not have to share it with any of her six older siblings. My mom kept life simple and taught us to appreciate the little things in life.

Most of all, my mom was truly an inspiration to our small family of my dad, my brother and me. She was the glue that held us all together and made us laugh even in the darkest of times. It was her optimism that I inherited and hopefully will pass onto our daughter.

As a mother, I now appreciate my mom more than ever. I was so excited yesterday to be spending the day in New York with our daughter, Allison. As I think about what makes Mother’s Day special, it is really about my mom and what she gave to me. Mom, I miss you so much but you are always with me. For me, everyday is Mother’s Day and I am grateful to have had such a special mom who taught me to cherish every moment, as life is precious.

Barbara

By blogger Barbara Adachi, Deloitte LLP
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Three Women

Note from blogger Barbara Adachi: My good friend, Branko Terzic, was just honored by the Women’s Council on Energy and Environment with the 2008 Champion Award. This got me thinking about how and why he became such a champion for women in the workforce. So, I’ve asked him to share his story with all of us.

My awareness and concern for women’s rights grew out of the personal stories of three women very dear and important to me: my mother, my wife, and my daughter.

My mother’s story, so very familiar to many women of her generation, is one of frustrated educational and career aspirations. Olivera Terzic’s desire to continue her medical school studies was disrupted by the invasion and occupation of her country, the Kingdom of Yugoslavia, by Nazi Germany followed by five years in refugee camps. To stay close to medicine she trained as a practical nurse, putting her life on the line by volunteering to look after high mortality typhus patients in the epidemic ravaged refugee camps of post-war Italy. Sadly, that’s where her aspirations for a medical career ended. Coming to this country from a Displaced Persons camp in Germany after World War II there were no college scholarships available, and certainly no medical school slots open, for a 30 year old immigrant mother of two who aspired to be a doctor.

My wife Judith’s story is a bit more positive. She aspired to be an architect, but it was the 60’s and her counselors and others dissuaded her from that career choice. I believe they knew the low probability that she would be given a fair chance in, what at that time, was a male dominated profession. However, Judith went on to a successful career as a set and costume designer in the theater and would have continued, had I not failed to mail her resume off to faraway Houston, Texas and instead asked her to marry me and remain in Milwaukee.

The third story is that of my daughter, Elizabeth, who told me that, as a young accounting graduate, she chose Deloitte from among competing offers, not because I worked there, but because a woman was chairman of Deloitte’s board.

And so in three generations progress has been made, but not for every woman, not in every career field, not in every industry, and not in every office.

I could not help my mother or my wife when they were starting out, but as a father I clearly tried to do all any father would do to make sure my daughter got a fair chance in her professional career. I am pleased that she was able to make her own choices about her career without anyone telling her she couldn’t do it. Not all women have that chance.

For that reason I joined the Industry Advisory Board of the Women’s Council on Energy and Environment, giving me the chance to do what I could not for my mother or my wife--to mentor and advise women in the profession they had chosen.  

The issue of “women’s rights” is, of course, intertwined with that of full “human rights.” I hope my own story will demonstrate that “human rights” and “women’s rights” can be addressed on an individual basis and in everyday life.

The battle for individual rights of women is one of long standing and none of us should countenance anything which undermines it. -Eleanor Roosevelt

Branko

By guest blogger Branko Terzic, Global & U.S. Regulatory Policy Leader in Energy & Resources, Deloitte Services LP 
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In the Company of Greatness

Last week, I was surrounded by amazing women who have made history in their own right.

I was fortunate to be in the company of greatness – Sally Ride, the first American woman to travel into space; Shelly Lazarus, CEO and Chairman of Ogilvy Worldwide; Jane Swift, former Massachusetts governor; and Myra Hart, co-founder of Staples and famous author.

Being in a room with these women, I was both awestruck and inspired. Thinking about their many contributions to women’s progress and their personal journeys, I was wondering what and who inspired them to take their leaps into greatness. The common thread among them is their passion, combined with confidence and courage. I can’t think of four more accomplished women and what a special way to celebrate Women’s History Month - they have touched my life personally and made the world more open for everyone.

While the majority of us won’t become astronauts, politicians, CEO’s and entrepreneurs, I believe we can make history in our own way. History is often made when a combination of small actions results in a change over time and becomes memorable– it’s not always a big event. Since I have been so fortunate in my life and career, I would like to help others be successful, particularly other women. I ask you to find a woman in your life for whom you can make a difference – a colleague, a friend, a daughter, a mother. I believe that history is made each and every day by all of us in how we touch and influence what happens to others who are part of our lives.

So, are you ready to make history?

Barbara

By blogger Barbara Adachi, Deloitte LLP
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Precious Moments

Last week during my trip to New York, I was able to mix some pleasure with business by having dinner with my daughter, Allison, who just moved to NY last November. It was heartwarming to see our relationship today and the person she has become. Even though she is 25, in many ways it’s hard to let go and I finally understand what my own mother said to me many years ago – you never stop being a mom.

When Allison was younger, I spent a lot of time worrying about what moments I was missing, not to mention the guilt that I felt not being able to be there all of the time. When she was three years old, she asked Ted if I lived at the airport. That was a wake-up call for me – at that moment, I realized that I didn’t want to miss her childhood and look back someday with regret. I ended up changing jobs, but things didn’t really change until I made a decision to slow things down. 

Today, I see a young confident woman and not the shy little girl who often cried at the thought of going to ballet class. With both of us working full-time, I struggled with trying to be a good mother and having a career. Long before we had mass career customization, I slowed down my pace and my role. It was more important to me not to miss those precious moments than getting the next promotion. Looking back today, I am happy that I made the choices that I did.

We’re empty-nesters now, but thanks to BlackBerries, email and cell phones, Allison and I communicate more today than when she lived at home. It’s the everyday things that bring us all together – like calling Ted (not me) for a favorite recipe or sending me a quick instant message when we’re both online. What I have learned is that every moment is precious – it doesn’t always have to be the big things. She lives 3,000 miles away now, but she is following her dream and building her own life in New York, and we couldn’t be prouder of her.   

At dinner last week, Allison told me what I had always hoped to hear – that I have been a good mom and now, a friend...which is something I truly cherish.

Barbara

“In my daughter’s eyes, I see who I want to be.” Martina McBride

By blogger Barbara Adachi, Deloitte LLP
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