Wednesday, December 15, 2010

The Fight

Welcome to the exciting life of a middle aged woman, with the average responsibilities for women these days. To sum it up in a few words oldest of 11 children, mother of 5, CEO, Entrepreneur, and wife (of yes "a repo man").

Probably lots of questions with the above facts...yes we (brothers & sisters) all have the same birth mom, no we are not Mormon or Catholic (however raised Catholic for 15 years), no we don't live on a farm. Huge age difference...youngest sibling 10 years old and me as I mentioned middle aged (btw 30-40). Don't want to bore you with demographics, as more will be shared through unraveling stories.

The last few years of my middle aged life have been I must say unwelcomingly challenging with obstacles stemming from choices made and the consequences that followed.....a worthy fight indeed. Wouldn't expect life not to be strenuous with my overly optimistic outlook. See you have to understand, statistics would say, I should be a single mom on welfare, living in government housing, with no education and content with weekly visits to the 7Eleven for a 40oz and a lottery ticket. First confession (there goes that darn Catholicism), I did purchase a 40oz recently in 7Eleven because of the name (Tilt) and my curiousity of the product, but all for business purposes. It was research for a client. Who would've thought you could write off a 40ounce from 7Eleven. How? We'll get to that later in another post. FYI, I tend to jump around a lot...my apologies in advance for being all over the map.

Statistics are funny thing the more you fight them the harder they fight back, they are always lingering there trying to convince you to join them and that you don't belong in that other tax bracket, the one with benefits for those that make over $250K annually (what a joke). Well fighting is part of the family DNA, when people ask me what Nationality I am I quickly respond....Irish, Indian (Native American), and Mexican..a born lover, fighter, and alcoholic. Sounds funny but there is a lot of truth to that very statment. In high school my nickname was Rocky, mostly because of one alcohol related incident resulting in an undeserving black eye, (sorry Jennifer). However in time, Sylvestor Stallone actually became my idol, not because he was one of the hottest stars in the 80's but because of what Rocky Balboa stood for...which brings me to:

Life Lessons Learned From Rocky Balboa
  1. Be proud of what and who you are, your circumstances nor environment determine who you will be...with confidence you will intimidate your opponent and win every round
  2. Remember your humble beginnings...don't forget where you came from
  3. Acknowledge the people that support you (Yo Adrian), no one ever succeeds alone
  4. Faith & family first, Rocky always sought blessings from God and took care of his family (even Paulie the alcoholic brother in law)
How can I follow that...should give us all something to ponder...if the above doesn't get you going download the original Rocky theme song by Bill Conti (or watch You Tube video within this blog)...it will have you running down the street in a pair of black Chucks ready to climb any stairs in your path....or at least punch the frozen pot roast in the freezer...

1 comment:

  1. Heather, it's nice to hear about you and how you're doing. Our paths haven't crossed in a while as motherhood has completely changed my priorities (and time), but I think of you often. I love your blog and will follow it. And I am one of those people who wonder how you do it all. I'm freaking out with just two kids...I can't even imagine having 5, a business and a husband. But your personality and optimistic attitude have always gotten you through with a smile on your face. God bless you and I love you!

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