For my family
I got fired tonight. I have never been fired before. I laid on the floor of my parents family room and cried out of sheer frustration for 2 mins. Then I got up and started calling/texting/emailing for more work. I have a few lines out now and a possible interview tues. It took me less than 45 mins to do all this. My mom turned to me and said I am amazed by your resilience. I admire that you can just pick yourself up and keep going. Where does she think it comes from?
This weekend I am in Boston moving my wonderful grandmother out of her home into assisted living. She has lived in this home for over 60 years. I have been along side my mother and her two sisters as we all work together to keep the peace and take pieces of our family’s life in this house and place it in a few small boxes to bring to Nana’s new modest apartment in assisted living nearby. Sometimes Nana fully understands, though even then her emotions cannot be hidden. And when she refuses to understand she lashes out in ways that in the past have been heartbreaking to those who care for her, even though they understand these are not her true feelings. My nana is strong and she will get through this and make this transition, at 89 years old she will start a new phase in her life. She is remarkably resilient.
We are all cut from the same cloth. We all have challenges throughout our life. There isn’t much the universe could throw at me that I wouldn’t catch it, spit on it and throw it right back in it’s face and keep going. My nana and my mother and my aunts, and my father, brother, grandfather and uncles inspire me to keep going because they believe in me. They know I can do this and I know they will always support me. There will always be roadblocks, but there will always be ways to get around them or to bulldoze right through them. There was a time in my life where I was weak and afraid. I will never be afraid again and I will never give up. If not for me, then for the people that love me and want me to succeed.
