How to handle the set amount of time given to us each day? It’s a very delicate balancing act. Wake up. Get ready for the day. Drive to work. Walk to the desk. Work. Break for lunch. Back to work. Walk back to car. Drive home. Get mail. Get ready for the night. Eat dinner. Wind down for a couple of hours. Sleep. Lather, rinse and repeat. Ah, the dreaded “Rat Race” we all find ourselves in. So how do we manage any time for ourselves? Our personal projects we want to work on? Sleep less? Although a tempting solution, that wouldn’t be good for health. The key is to take the time. Emphasis lies on the “Take”, for no one will be giving it to you.

It never ceases to amaze me to see so many businesses with such a clueless business model or utter disregard for customer service. You should never assume you know what your customers want. THEY will tell you what they want and you should listen closely so you can deliver on that and keep them happy. If your customers are happy, your business will be healthy and in turn you will be happy.

I have a new favorite phrase and that is “stress free”. I do what I do so I can maintain relationships, keep customers happy, deliver results that are wanted which all lead to a stress free environment.

As a customer, I have one requirement: deliver the good or service I’m paying for in a timely fashion.
Is that too much to ask for from all these businesses providing a “service”? I think not.

When is it time to let go? Why is it so hard for us to realize when this time has come? Seems that we do realize that the time has come, but we don’t want to acknowledge this. Is it our selfish nature that makes us hold on? How do we distinguish between the signals that state it is time to let go and the time when we are just too nervous to know its time to hold on?

It is said that Time is the greatest healer of all. It’s been a long time and as I go back in time, i see how true that is. Even though it has been a good while, it still feels like just yesterday, yet I find myself on the verge of a life changing milestone in my life. My life has changed dramatically in the last 3 years. Not even two years ago, I was living in Texas. Now I’m living in Arkansas – of all places! Yet, I have experienced many changes in my life and observed many big changes for the better.

No one can tell what tomorrow may bring, one thing I have learned is to have some faith and trust everything will be better tomorrow – whenever that may come.

Lately so many things have reminded me of my dad. I miss him so much and can still vividly remember all the good times I spent with him.  All the wisdom I learned from him and how much I have looked up to him.  I’m glad to have been fortunate to have such a role model in my life, sometimes I wonder why people thank me so much or make such a big deal out of some random acts of kindness.  I don’t do them to be recognized, thanked or otherwise.  It’s what we should all do. Respect. Honor. Kindness.  It all starts with just one to make a difference.

Many years have passed since then. So many problems have been seen and conquered, yet we shouldn’t call them problems, troubles or bad times. They are experiences. Life Experience. No matter how dark the situation might seem or how thick the dark mist may seem around you, there is always a light at the end.  We just need to hold in there and push forward long enough to break through those barriers and enjoy the benefits of all that hard work and perseverance.

Nothing you can say can stop me from going on, living on and reaching home.  I find that motivation is all around us, yet not everyone pays enough attention to recognize it. Even those that see it, don’t really register it and just keep going on their daily lives – unmotivated, unsatisfied and just settling for what is given to them. I have learned to always recognize that motivation, the positive spark, that tiny speck of hope. For if I didn’t learn to recognize it, how am I supposed to know what to look for? Nothing should and will stop me from going on and believing I can live on to reach my goal. For when I do, I’ll finally be home. Can you see that shining light?

I find myself in this situation yet again in life. I seem to have found motivation. Motivation that I once had, but had lost for a long time. When it seemed to have been gone forever, it sneaked up on me. I was not ready for it, I will admit that it surprised me. Even though I was not expecting it, I’m taking full grasp of it and not letting go. “Take it and run with it” comes to mind. I’m setting the goals up high – too fall hard? No. To push myself. A drive for success.

For I now know that I am more than what I thought I was. Some people had already expressed those feelings about me, but I dismissed them thinking they just wanted to make me feel better. I now see the way, a clear path, an open highway, and pedal shall reach the floor.

A lot of firsts the last couple of weeks. A new chapter of my life is just taking shape, and already it feels like a whole new book. Wal-Mart ISD is NOT what I had imagined at all. It’s WAY better. I consider myself extremely lucky to be where I am today with this team, these team mates, and new home as a whole. The area is much like back home, but much more beautiful, of course missing my friends and family very much. I’ve been in and out of orientations, formal classes, half day training in the business side of what my team is involved with, and online training. So much so, that it feels as my B.S. was only an intro course into this. One thing is for sure, having the team mates that I do helps a lot, I feel welcomed and know that whenever I need help I will have it.  The only thing I don’t like is how long it takes just to get up and running on my own project. All with good time.

Growing up, we do not understand that there are limits. We think we can fly like our favorite super hero. We believe the pretty blue light on the stove is magical and won’t hurt us. We create countless worlds using just our mind. Then something happens. Along comes some moment where restrictions on our mind are placed. We are told we can’t fly, we will be burned if we touch the magical lights on the stove and suddenly the imaginary worlds are not so vivid anymore. What happens? When does that happen? More importantly, why? Why are there limits? Are there really limits? Seems as though we keep pushing things to the limit. Speed records are constantly broken, new technology is constantly emerging, etc. Seeing all these things I can only wonder: are there really limits? Or are they just constraints on our imagination?