It was the day after Christmas. I was 34.
I hated the man who stood before me. And I loved him,
I wanted to hit him. Scream.
Instead, I met his glance with silence.
I stared right through him.
As he turned to leave, an intense sadness spread throughout my being.
I ached with an emptiness that invaded the cells of my body.
The tears I couldn’t hold back any longer, silently streamed down my face.
I wanted to speak, but I couldn’t say a word.
I was terrified.
Lost.
Helpless.
Hopeless.
Out of control.
Once the man of my dreams,
My husband of nine years,
The father of our three-year old daughter
Walked out the door.
The click of the latch behind him, punctuated the last sentence of our fairy tale gone awry.
This was the story that everyone thought would close with “happily ever after.”
But it didn’t.
I surveyed my life.
What did I have?
I had no job.
No money.
No help.
I had a three year old daughter I couldn’t care for alone.
I had fear.
The one thing I could count on to remain with me was my greatest enemy.
I severe rheumatoid arthritis and I hated it.
I had been in constant battle with the disease since I was diagnosed as a teenager.
It had wracked my body with crippling pain and deformity.
A flare-up sometimes meant that I would have to be carried from room to room.
Or that the weight of the bed sheets on my skin would be unbearable.
Or that I would be so frozen with pain I could move nothing but my eyes.
I had watched my body slowly deteriorate
And as each year passed, I found I could do less and less.
I could never count on this disease to leave me as silently as my husband had.
And I didn’t have the power to do anything about it.
I asked myself what I had to live for.
The pounding of my heart filled my throat.
I sat down.
How could I deal with living when it took me two minutes to cross a room?
How could I care for myself, much less my daughter?
It was the lowest point of my life.
And in the lowest moment of this lowest point,
Ending my life seemed the only escape.
Then a remarkable thing happened.
At that moment, my daughter ran into the room.
She put her arms around me and looked into my eyes.
I felt like I had awakened from a deep and prolonged sleep.
It was as if every cell in my body had realigned itself.
I looked back into her trusting eyes.
I realized that my choice to live had already been made.
It was made the day she was born.
Even more than a choice, it was an agreement and a covenant between us.
I knew I had to keep my word.
In that same moment, I realized that what I really wanted was a wonderful life for her and for me.
I didn’t have a clue how I was going to do it, but I was clear that I wanted it.
I was clear that opting out had ceased to be an option.
I knew it was my choice.
I knew it was completely up to me.
As I surrendered to the reality of truth, I took the first step of an incredible journey of self-awareness.
With a fierce commitment to discover love and joy and freedom once again,
I got back in the driver’s seat of my own life.
What a ride it has been!
Since that fateful day in my living room, I have faced other challenges of anger, hurt and fear.
What I have learned and practiced – and what I now share – is that
I now know how to get my power back!
My disease has subsided substantially.
The pain has almost completely disappeared and I am completely independent.
I have a level of understanding for my ex-husband, and my belief that he is doing the best he knows how with his limited view of life, frees me from anger and resentment.
Our daughter is a grown woman who remains my single most powerful reminder to love. She must manage her own relationship with her father and learn the lessons that are there for her.
I enjoy healthy, joyful relationships with the remarkable people I am blessed to have around me.
I have created four successful companies and coached CEO’s and senior executives of Fortune 500 companies to successfully face professional challenges.
I have supported countless thousands of people nationwide to achieve dramatic breakthroughs in their own personal lives.
continuously work on myself.
Some days are smoother than others.
I personally and intimately strive to live the systems and concepts in my book, Your Survival Strategies Are Killing You.
Therefore, it was with great caring and understanding that I wrote it.
Because I’ve lived this work and I have seen how powerful it is, I am passionate about it. I am also firm and relentless and will require you to be the same. There are no short cuts to personal growth and development, but there are many tools that work. However, there is one thing you must have to succeed that you cannot get from anyone else: your willingness to have your life work.
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That, in itself, will be a clear indication that you are ready to learn, to grow and to powerfully love.
This book can help you learn how to create the experience you want in your life regardless of the circumstances, but . . .
YOU must bring the willingness to find out.
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