Have we had enough doom and gloom for a while? I have, and a few of you mentioned I need to get back on my motivation kick.
I’d like to tell you about my parents.
First my dad; My dad is a total original. Some compare him to Regis Philbin, enthused, quick witted, and full of life, its hard to keep up with him at times.
Last week he came to Chicago with me for a day business trip. We had lunch together, and he just had me rolling with his attitude and sense of humor.
Then there is my mom. Honest to god, she is one of these people that everyone loves. I remember getting jealous because everyone was always flocking all over her and I was like “back off, she’s my mom!”
Here are the biggest life lesson’s I learned from my parents:
“Believe, conceive, achieve” – my dad drilled this into my head as a kid, so much that I thought, I mean I KNEW I was capable of anything. Nothing was out of the question. Still isn’t.
I would come up with a new, crazy idea every other week, like joining the Army, and my dad would say “Ok kid, check it out and get back to me.”
He instilled in me that the sky is the limit. To this day, this belief drives the passion in my life. Come to think of it, if it wasn’t for this ingrained trait, this blog would not exist.
On to my mom; she is the sentimental one. My mom is all about memories and family.
“Be in the moment,” she says, “you need to make your own fun in life.”
And she lives this philosophy. She never does anything half assed, when she gives of herself, she goes all out and she blows people away with her genuine generousity. What an amazing role model she has been.
When I first had my daughter, she told me this story and I try to live by this standard each and everyday. She told me about my Grandma, her mother who she loved dearly. Grandma raised 6 kids in a 900 square foot home, worked two jobs, and has been called a Saint but those who knew her.
“My mom always stopped. She stopped, sat down, and listened. No matter what was going on she would take the time. She could be cooking, kids running around, ironing all lined up waiting to be done, but I would want to tell her something. Nothing major, maybe just something about my day, and she would stop, pull up a chair- no hesitation – and be there.”
Honest to god, this vision pops into my mind constantly. Life gets nuts when you have kids. Nuts in a great way, but in a very, very stressful way. My mom inspires me always, by setting a great example, helping me grow into the mom I want to be. What more could I ask for?
So let’s hear your stories! Lay it on me.
NOTE: IF YOUR PARENTS ARE NOT AN INSPIRATION…..TELL ME WHO IS, A FRIEND, A COLLEGUE, A RELATIVE?