One Last Time
After getting back from Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia I got to see my Aunt Meg one last time. She was dying of cancer. She fought it for a long time and made a good comeback, but now the cancer was back and worse than ever.
I told her that I wanted to be a speaker and how many people laughed at me and told me I couldn’t do it. Growing up I was the shyest kid at the school, sat in the corner of the lunch room by myself every day, got bullied, and am the last person on the planet you’d ever expect to be a speaker. She’s one of the only people who ever encouraged me. One week later, she died in early fifties.
I’m grateful I got to hang out with her that one last time.
The Ride Home
On the ride home, I somehow intuitively knew I’d never see her again. With the radio off, I asked myself:
Do I really want to go to my grave with my dreams still in me? Do I really want to continue listening to the people who doubt me?
I finally stopped selling myself short and playing it small. And you can too because if I did it, so can you. From that day forward I decided I’d go after my dreams with everything I’ve got, spending hours every single day on my entrepreneurial vision. Take a little bit of action every single day!
“It doesn’t even matter what other people think,” she said. I made this video in her honor, sharing her wisdom. Thankfully I learned many things from her over the years. Hope you enjoy it.
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