I have had cellulitis for over a week now. I was stripped from my Alaskan cruise adventure but I had a great time when I was there. You will hear more about it soon! I am at home healing now; I have no desire to eat, watch tv, listen to music, read, do anything artsy, and I am struggling to write this even. My mind has given me no shortage of a thought process. I am thinking about EVERYTHING! I am grateful that I have learned to be more mature and productive with my thoughts at least.
The biggest thing I think about is my life. Who I was and the transition to I am and want to be. 3 years have gone by sense I saw the dark depths of my life for the 2nd time. Only this time I ran out. I climbed out with a plan. A plan for a better me? Taking risks that average people will never take. Some I succeeded some I failed. I stand and continue to move forward. I have harnessed a completely new life. There is no backup plan to my old life, the old me. Some people can’t handle the change; some people don’t understand the change and others could care less. I got away from those people. I may disappear into the beautiful and busy lives some of you have but when you think of me or reach out for me, my hand will always be right there!
Meeting new people has been slow but promising because the positive people I search for are being drawn to me little by little. Most of my time however has been spent pushing me to be this person I envision. Someone to inspire many with everything I do in life.
Everything happens for a reason right? Well I get the reason for cellulitis. I am moving too fast right now. I am conquering things and moving forward so easy and so fast and I am about to step into a new amazing wave of my life and I need to slow down. The Illness is forcing me to slow down. I don’t need to be an overnight motivational speaker but I do need to motivate this world as soon as I say I am ready. I have told my story time and again and I leave the heartache out of it yet people are still completely inspired with what I am trying to achieve. People stop and listen to the end and they have nothing but encouragement to share after that.
I am different, and I will make a difference!
I heard this song sung last night at my elementary school’s performance. Last night a memory was made
As a single male in my 30’s with no kids, society has made me very cautious to work with young children. But here I am anyways. I love kids of all ages. I made 6 new friends the first day I walked into the classroom. As the days pass it began happening, several students throughout the school begin to say hi to me looking for high fives and hugs. With my job taking me all over the school I cannot step too far out of my classroom without hearing “Hi Mr. Marc” from those little inspiring voices. It would be a big fat lie if I said I did not enjoy the attention. The most unique thing is I am not trying to win these kids over I am just being who I am.
These kids are my lightening bugs! They are lighting up my world. I get a thousand hugs and they certainly do teach me how to dance. I am slowing down planet Earth to notice more with these kids that may otherwise go unseen. I wonder if this is where my motivational mark is for speaking? To kids?