OK, I was doing my Marlon Brando impression. (If you put the recording at 1:18, you will hear the famous Stella call.) Too bad you couldn’t hear it my impression; it was pretty good! If you would like, I will do it next time I talk to you or see you.
Speaking of Stella, isn’t she the cutest thing? I took this picture on her 2nd Birthday on Monday, Oct 29.
When I started my blog 6.5 years ago (can you believe I have been doing this for 6.5 years), I thought I would be taking about what I was doing and the struggles I was still incurring. Then, Stella was born…and I have a new purpose in life.
Do you understand what I am saying? I didn’t, until Stella was born. Previous, it was all about work; I needed that status fix. Then after Stella was born, life had a brand new meaning. It was all about HER. No problem; you probably won’t understand until it happens to you.
I have come to the realization, that I can not do what I used to do and that my day to day tasks are limited..and I am OK with that. I work with Jill daily and I really feel blessed with everyday that I have…especially when we go to pick up Stella.
So I wanted to celebrate her birthday …two days ago…with a few quick photos. Again, it’s not what I wanted to write about…but I can’t help it!
I can’t believe I was SO SUCCESSFUL last week! When I asked people to fill out the “Pink Sheet” …
58 responded…almost HALF of my audience…and this didn’t include the people that heard me talk before!
I really don’t believe it. Jill and I are blessed with this strong following of insurance agents who love to hear our story. So, this leads me to another year in the speaking circuit.
Don’t get me wrong; you, most likely, WILL NOT hear me talk. My wife limits the amount of speeches I deliver each year because we are helping raise our granddaughter, Stella.
Our beautiful daughter… had this beautiful girl … and we feel blessed to have both of them living in our home. Do you see what I mean?
I hope to see you next year as I speak to MORE insurance agents!
Normally, this blog is about my recovery and all the things I now do TO recover. 9 years is a long time, so I will show you another reason I am happy to be alive: I can’t believe I am so in love with my granddaughter. She is truly the best thing in the world! As I was pushing her, I thought I heard her voice say “higher!” Maybe next time….
I have to recognize my grand daughter, Stella. At 8 weeks old, she starts in daycare today. My daughter, Rachel, got up at 4:30am today. My wife, Jill, got up and helped her through this difficult time for here. Rachel has separation anxiety and separating is very difficult for her.
I remember my first day taking Rachel to daycare. She was a little bit older (5 months) so I thought this would be easy. Not so. I got there in plenty of time and sat with her for a half hour. When I got ready to leave, the crying started. What was I supposed to do. Do I leave her, and run the risk of her hating me the rest of my life…or do I stay.
The daycare lady told me this is typical and that she would be fine. I didn’t believe her. So I stayed there another HOUR. When I got ready to leave, the crying began. I had to meet a client at his office, so I HAD to leave. I remember what the daycare lady said, so I decided to peak. I walked out the door, with her crying uncontrollably. When I peaked in, she was perfectly silent, enjoying the new sites!
That is the last time I was fooled by THAT!