You know it’s funny with so much going on right now, it’s sometimes necessary to take a step back, get a firm kick in the rear, and move forward.
That kick came yesterday. I cried to my sister’s house to take care of her kids, took care of them, cried watching the Stanley Cup finals (because you know there was a reason for that…hehe), and cried on the way home. The hail storm got involved there, which wasn’t good.
All this crying led me to one point. One, it doesn’t matter what emotion I’m feeling, I cry. Lame I know. Two, when is it that you listen to the Gambler? What do I mean you ask? When do you know when to quit?
There’s nothing that I’ve ever encountered that I couldn’t teach myself. I am even to this day convinced that if I wanted to, I could train myself to throw a 95 mph fastball. I don’t want to do that though.
So, thank you advisor for the swift kick to the rear.
It’s made me more determined than ever.