It’s the weekend, and a long one at that, as it’s a public holiday in Northern Ireland on Monday. I finally have an opportunity to draw breath and look back on the events of the last few days. I’ve been employed by my organisation for 19 years and was promoted on Tuesday to a senior position I’ve been working towards for a long time. The interview process was one of the most stressful experiences of my working life.
On the back of that, my first novel was published on Amazon on Thursday. It’s been almost two years since I started writing it and the biggest project I’ve ever undertaken. To see it up on Amazon was one of the proudest moments of my life. What’s more, people are buying it, and early reviews have been positive. I sure hope all you North American buyers get the dark Irish humour I peddle.
Later today I’m off on a 8 mile training run as I continue to work towards my 10th marathon. I haven’t selected the race yet, as I gradually up my distance. So far, that’s went well and I’ve been pleased with my pace. My diet could be better and I’m hoping to drop a few pounds but Marathon 10 is looking more likely again after a year of illness and annoying injuries. The third leg of my Mission Improbable.
All this would have been HIGHLY improbable, less than a decade ago when I was unfit and unhappy. This unhappiness radiated outwards and affected my loved ones, like a pebble launched into a placid lake. The ripples had repercussions, they reverberated negatively around my little world. I was taking more out of life, than I was contributing, treading water and going nowhere fast.
The moral of this story, if there has to be one, is that your life and circumstances can change. You can turn your life around, you can start again, but it requires both desire and action on your part. It requires a decision, a choice, to turn your back on what was and embrace what lies ahead. It’s not easy, it’s not instantaneous, but it is most definitely attainable. Faith, Hope and Love conquer all. Even the smallest of steps forward is still a step forward.
I still have rough days, I still struggle, but the good massively outnumber the not so good. It’s a war of attrition, but a war I’m winning. It’s the biggest cliche in the world and before all this happened I would have scoffed at its mere mention but hard experience has taught me its truth – THINGS CAN AND WILL GET BETTER. Every pit has a rock bottom, every car crash of a life a defining moment.
Rock bottom is a blessing, the ultimate gift. It’s not the end, but an opportunity to start afresh. If you can’t go any lower, then there’s only one direction – UPWARDS. Grab the rope dangling before you and pull hard, haul your sorry self towards the light above. If I can do it, then so can you, and I’m with you, every torturous step of the way, via this blog. It might take months, years, the rest of your life, but it is possible.
I’ve said all I can say. I’ve walked the long road, practised what I’ve preached, and washed up on your blogging beach. I’m the message in the bottle, the message you might not want to hear, at this moment in your life but I’m telling you anyway. The message for your mess, I’m not the antidote or cure. Only you can instigate that, but I might be the spark that alights the flames of change within you.