*Orig.Date 6/16/13
I'm riding on a bus, somewhere in Maryland, 15 hrs into a 20 hr bus ride, reflecting on the many things that happened in the past week....
Monday morning, I found myself staring at a one-way bus ticket to Atlanta for that night, a bill for a hotel I couldn't figure out how to pay for, and a bank account that reflected it all. The only thing I knew was, I was getting on the bus, and I would figure it out.
Over the course of 36hrs, I left Hartford CT and arrived in Atlanta GA. Checked into my hotel at 12pm, explored a little HOTlanta, and decided to get myself psyched for the awesome day ahead of me.
Over the last 3 days, I have attended some of the most moving, motivating, and encouraging workshops and lectures I have ever Heard. Men and women who have risked everything they had at the chance to make something of themselves and to build a legacy for their families in the future. Hearing all these people (hundreds of them) who have been able to make wonderful lives, who do what they want, when they want and who do not have to request time off, or worry about getting back by work on Monday. It was inspiring. To me though, the even more inspiring part was listening to the beginnings they started with. Having no others in their business, having few people involved, problems that arose along the way. I felt like some of their stories reflected my current situation, some even worse.
One thing that I realized while I was there was that I was in Primerica, but not really IN Primerica. I showed up when I could, I asked people I knew, but didn't really break out of my comfort zone. I don't think I had really allowed myself to believe in my own possibilities. If I believed in my own possibility, there would be no comfort zone, no boundary between me and my gaol. How is it different today than last Monday when I boarded a bus bound for Atlanta? Why is it going to be different back home? How do I know I will keep this fire burning? Because, there was a point this conference where I actually allowed myself to imagine the possibility of being one of these wealthy people. So much so that I cried at the feeling of being on the stage, of being the person my family can come to in need, of being able to provide a better life for my future family then my current one. One of the speakers asked " if you could pick a job for your children, would you want them to have yours?" I don't have children, but if I did, I would not want them seeing my pharmacy job as the way things should be, I would want them to see endless possibility, with no debt, and the freedom to control their own lives. When they did the hall of fame inductees at the end of the conference, I imagined myself there one day, I then painted myself into that situation, and completely felt it. From the joy, the pride in my team and myself, knowing where I started to where I came to, and finally knowing, I had made it.
That is why I'm here, that is why I will fight for this, that is why I WILL SUCCEED.
THIS IS MY MOMENT.
" the goal was impossible to reach, but we did it anyway"-Arthur Williams
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