I promise this is not a rant about people copying each other’s work.
I spent a morning this week pissed off about things I can not control. Well, nothing I can manage without lawyers and copyrights - like stories I’ve written that I found cloned to other people’s websites. Presentations with someone else’s name. Speaker selection for conferences.
The rage was a mix of so many emotions inspired by exhaustion. Insomnia and a full client load will do that. My mind was racing to balance self-pity while trying to get even more done.
Then I heard the ding of a notification.
It was my friend Jess. She was on her way to a meeting when a kid at our Y asked for help. We’re all familiar with the family - especially the 14-year-old with kind eyes and a crooked smile.
He couldn’t find his Dad.
She dropped everything to help. In the middle of budget season, new program launches, and managing Mom life with 2 teenagers and a 4-year-old, she drove this kid around for hours. At one point, after yet another dead-end spot, they both stopped to cry.
At the reality of the moment. At life put into perspective.
I cried, too.
They found his Dad that night, but days later, I still find myself thinking about this kid and his story. While I spent my morning complaining about someone on the Internet, he was experiencing one of the most traumatic feelings a young child can encounter: losing a parent.
A lot of things don’t seem as important all of a sudden. Especially “the hustle.” We get so caught up in doing more that we lose perspective on the present. The reality is that the hustle won’t make a more satisfying life. It won’t even guarantee success.
That’s what I wrote about in this week’s blog thanks to inspiration from Mary Ellen Slayter, Laurie Ruettimann, and the kid with the kind eyes.
CEO, Three Ears Media