I walked off for a while. You know, like when a wild animal gets hurt and just walks off to heal and recharge? I did that. Kind of.
As I ventured from one open door to another, testing the potential for good energy, I managed to hold myself upright and steady. I gathered up more than hope. I summoned up courage and confidence like old true friends. Limping was not an option.
What did I find?
Fair warning, some of you might involuntarily curl your lip in disgust. And I am so OK with that. Frankly, I excel in helping people face conversations about what they really don’t want to talk about and make it comfortable. So naturally I decided to become an insurance agent.
Friends who know me share my enthusiasm and excitement. Sure, a lot of people hate insurance. Usually it’s because they don’t understand it, or “hate” their insurance agent. I understand and want to help those people, just like my past insurance agent we’ll refer to as Mr. K.
Mr. K and his wife helped my husband and me through all those stomach-flipping times I referred to in a comment to my previous blog post. When an accident occurred or a life change plopped in our laps, Mr. K was a comfort to call and took care of everything. He knew us and we just got closer with time. We trusted him so much we kept him as our agent when we moved.
Since then he retired. We miss him. And then my husband and I both agreed; I could be that guy. I could be a rock for my friends and neighbors in our favorite communities. I can be the comforting voice who can take care of everything when life throws lemons. I can and now I will.
I assigned myself to earn my four insurance licenses as my job in preparation for this career so I studied like a college student with too many credits in a one-month semester and passed all four by the end of December. (Cue cheer)
Now I feel exhilarated and ready to re-enter the world as a woman recharged and healed from her walk off. I’m getting all my ducks in a row. I’m going to write a lot and often. I’m going to reclaim the awesome communities I love. In the process I plan to grow my heart strong and beautiful. I see outdoor adventures in my near future, and a train trip. Heck, I might even incorporate my yoga and bike rides into my daily life again. I get to be me again!
And of course, I am excited to hear more stories from you.
Happy New Year, friends!
Let’s rock 2015 as the best version of ourself we can possibly be!