I Am the Difference

I am the only one that makes a difference in my life. Others can encourage me. Others can guide me. Others can teach me. I am the only one that can make the choices required to move in the right direction.

I think I have told this to my boys a zillion times. “You have to make the choice.”

I have enjoyed learning from Tony Marino and his morning Strategist Radio broadcast. He knows his stuff. He has the education and experience to back it up. But he is not my answer.

It would be easier for me if it was all about Tony. I could point my finger at him when things stayed the same or got worse. He would bare the responsibility of my success. I could just follow along and wait for him to fix it all. Alas, it is not to be.

I have learned a lot from Chris Brogan and from his book, Trust Agents. He has inspired me and focused me to develop relationships and grow trust. But he is not my answer.

It would be easier for me if it was all about Chris. I could throw his book back at him when it did not make my life the sewed up little garment I desire. He could have to answer for my stumbles. Ah, it would be nice.

I was motivated by the story of John Locke. I purchased his book and became even more excited and encouraged. He has impressive numbers to secure his story. But he is not my answer.

It would be easier for me if it was all about John. I could shoot off an email of guilt and responsibility when my numbers did not hit the limits I require. A girl can dream, right?

I have been blessed to have my husband in my life for the last three decades – well, blessed most of the time. He has been a supporter of my dreams and a believer even when I struggled. But he is not my answer.

It would be easier for me if it was all about Keith. Every time I hit a wall I could point a finger at him. It should be the spouse’s fault, right?

My list could go on for days – the people that have come along beside me for a season, for a day or just for a moment. Molly, Mandy, Javacia, Keith, Gene, Suzanne, Mary, Mitzi, Wade, Troy . . . naming them all would be impossible and it would not get me any closer to where I want to be in my journey.

I am the only one that can get me to that place. I must take the steps. I must make the move. I must do the things that I know need to be done and I have to keep on doing them until see measurable results that can direct my next move.

I am the difference.