When I was a little kid I got dinged up all the time. I was a proud little tomboy (and still am) always hanging with the boys doing whatever they were doing. Jumping from walls that shielded the walkway from the dirt that held the boundary of my house growing up. Most of the time we’d land on our feet, other times our knees onto hard cement that kissed our knees with it’s rough touch. Once I when landed on my feet but stumbled, my knees landed in broken glass. Not the greatest experience, but I didn’t cry I just walked home went to the bathroom to clean it up. Boys didn’t cry, why should I? Growing up I never had the concept of girls & boys. We were just kids. Some kids like barbies others liked bikes. I always saw it as personal preference, not girly or tomboyish. It’s only now looking back I can reflect on parts of my childhood.
Before I go too far off topic, the reason for my story is not to remember my lovely falls as a child, but to reflect on what I learned from them. The smallest moments can have the most valued lessons as I found out. Horrible things happen, but you learn from them and move on. You can’t dwell on the problems, you can only bandage them up and figure out how not to do it again. Same with work and life. Figure out the problem, bandage it up and figure out how not to do it again.
Another story to share came from a BEAUTIFUL Sunday afternoon on the softball field. I would like to warn you that I have only played softball 1 time in my life. Yes, ONCE. The guys (and gals) at work wanted to start a team and needed players, so I said I would join. I needed something active to do and until basketball season is around I don’t know what else to do. However, I did know I could catch, throw, and hit a ball with a bat, so I’m sure I can do this.
We started about a month ago, I’ve played a total of 4 games now. 1st went well, though if you’re ever out of shape and just throw yourself into any sport, you must realize how your body will probably respond – not the best. This week, I was all rested up and we were playing a double header. I had yet to score, but now was my chance. Garrett hit a line drive down center field and I was on second. I sprinted to 3rd. Everyone’s yelling to keep going. So around 3rd I curve….. SPLAT! right on my face in the dirt. All I was thinking was getting to homeplate. I got up as fast as I could and ran the rest of the way. I MADE IT! I SCORED! Skinned knees, hands, mouth full of dirt, and glasses to match, I made it across that plate! Ha! Take that dirt!
This is what I realized – this is how I live my life. Make a goal and strive your very best to make it happen. Yesterday was scoring, no matter the cost. Today it will be get a client, tomorrow who knows? Take over the world … (I think I’ll leave that to Pinky & the Brain actually). Things happen in life, but what are you going to do to make sure that you reach your goals? Don’t let the dirt in your eyes (and mouth) stop you, keep striving and reaching for those goals!
If you have goals that need guidance and a path to get you there, make sure to contact me and I can see how I can help! Complimentary consultations to sit down and chat and see if I can help as always.
Until next time, stay sane in this crazy economy!
– Financial Landscaper
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