Last week, my Papa Joe passed away. He lost battle with Stage 4 Brain Cancer. As he put it in his own inimitable fashion-
“I’ve lived 80 years at 60 mph and now I am maybe 5 mph. Not so bad. “
He was beloved by many and to say he will be sorely missed is a gross understatement.
Grief is a really strange thing because when I saw him a few weeks ago, It didn’t really hit me that I was seeing him on his last days. I mean I knew it, but I didn’t really KNOW it. I hadn’t cried or really grieved because as silly as it sounds now, I expected him to live, and thrive.
I actually kept hoping against all the facts and evidence he was going to rally and live.
He gave me the nickname “Sunshine” due to my unstoppable levels of optimism.
The downside of relentless optimism and positivity is that the crash when it “doesn’t work out” is so much harder to come back from because “you were SO SURE” it was going to work out for the best.
So then, you don’t get that job, or part you were “speaking into existence” and then you have to deal with the aftermath.
However, I am not planning to give on my “sunshine” outlook any time soon.
So, this post is titled, What are you WAITING for? because I think when someone dies be it suddenly or slowly, we owe it to ourselves to STOP wasting our only non renewable resource. TIME.
Put another way, what are you “waiting for” to start living?
I do this too, I say, “when we have a little more money” or “when our daughter is a little older” or “when I get in better shape”
No more. I kept saying, “we will go see Papa Joe” in a year when we have more time or more money.
As it turned out, I made the time and the money when I found out things were so dire.
Just two months ago, we were having one of our “everything and nothing” conversations about my job, and my husband and my speaking (he was one of the first to encourage me in my speaking career) and now he is gone.
He will never call me “Sunshine” again. He will never have “further words” with me.
I implore you.
STOP WAITING for the perfect moment and seize “this” moment.
Think About It.