1) After I was diagnosed with celiac (2000) I felt such a need to DO something. Talk of "I don't know how, but I want to" start a support group had a friend (over margaritas) tell me to "Do it! You CAN do it Debbie, and you'd be great at it!" It was the shot I needed. And guess what?--I did it!
2)and 3) This one took two people. (2003) After my divorce and need to create a career for myself that offered current and retirement support, there are two memories I have that got me in gear. I already had an associates degree in early childhood education, but needed to finish classes to get my bachelors degree in order to teach, something I'd wanted to do since working as an aide in a classroom. I felt I was too old, at age 43, to go back to school. Another friend (again,over margaritas) gave me that assurance that I wasn't too old, and that I certainly could do it. --And then there was my dad, on the other end of the phone, listening to me cry again over my panic of 'what am I going to do,' and him basically telling me to "Stop your crying and just DO it." HA! I needed that! And guess what?--I did it!
4) After going back to school and teaching for three years, and then losing that job because the education budget in the state of Illinois meant MANY teachers lost their jobs that year (the end of 2010), I was in another 'what do I do' panic. I finally found time to see through the book idea I had years before (which didn't pay the bills, but was something I had a need to do). After finishing it but then being discouraged at failed efforts to find a (cheap) illustrator, my daughter offered those simple words I had not considered, "You can do it, mom." Wow. I'll never forget that. And you know what?--I did do it.
Like I said, words are powerful. There were certainly others who offered that "you can do it" support. This doesn't diminish them in any way, but I imagine most reading this have those memories of that correct combo of timing, words, and a particular person that ignited that fire--and that's what this is about.
So now I'm going to let three of those four know of the impact they had on me---because all too often, we don't get that chance.
I love you dad! I know you are still there, letting me know that each little (and big) change has a purpose. I'll keep trying to be patient and ride the waves.