I write this as I sit in my car in the parking lot of Weyerhaeuser corporate headquarters. It is early morning, and the warm lights from inside the building are glowing and welcoming. I can see a few bodies wandering to and from on the fourth floor.
It calls to mind many of the incredibly talented, enthusiastic and dedicated Weyerhaeuser employees from the past who are now nothing more than a name on a file box, a data file, a query, a memory. For most, the small and big contributions they made to this company’s success are forgotten by those who remain.
It saddens me to see the drastic reduction in workforce and the subsequent drain on the life force of this company. And now after a number of years and more than seven cycles of reductions, my time has come. It isn’t the job hunt that has my stomach in knots, but rather the incredible sadness I feel in leaving this company that I’ve wanted to work for since I was very young, but then I suppose it really isn’t my company anymore, it belongs to the board of directors who belong to the shareholders.
Still, I smile as I recall the faces of those who have left before me.