Over the past 22 years I found myself working twice as hard to obtain half as much, being the only woman among the fat cat good ole boys industry who told me to go home and bake cookies. Could I have fallen off the horse again? Something I ask myself when things are not going well. How could I be so successful one minute and not the next? For the next few days I start to remind myself that surviving after being stabbed 21 times is successful and if I can survive that; the rest of what life has in store for me is a breeze.
Throughout my tumultuous journey that it’s not how you act that counts it’s how you react; despite my best intentions life often happens to us unfairly and the only way to succeed is to happen right back. I have been knocked off my horse more times than I can remember and the only thing separating success from failure, as I see it, it’s the ability to get back up and start all over again. So every morning before I start my day I look at myself in the mirror thank god I can still see myself standing and breathing I put my best outfit on and go after life’s ultimate goals.
Having always been a leader in my life which began in my early years with my first kindergarten play while performing the other players forgot there lines I quickly came to the rescue and quietly recited there lines to them. From that day forward I knew people would always depend on me so I had better stay strong no matter what. By no surprise the increasing gas prices, the lending crisis; and the general economic downturn, the RV industry has been hit hard, but quite frankly the entire country has been clobbered. Now is the time to take this country’s rotten lemons and make some lemonade, think of these times as opportunity to prosper.
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