Rejection

Set your timer: For the next 15 minutes write about a time when you were rejected and why.

I really don't like this one... again. I know, I say that way too much, but for some reason, the topics really get the best of me sometimes. I know that we can only grow when we face the things that bug us the most, but no one ever said you had to like it.

Rejection. Honestly it comes to us in many ways.

It can be the nasty parent who claims that my learn to skate program stinks.
It can be the son (or daughter) who wants nothing to do with you.
It can be the spouse that thinks of himself first. (Now, while this might not really be rejection, it feels like it at the time.)
It can be a parent that forgets a birthday.
Or one that dies too suddenly, for that matter.
It can be the letter that comes in the mail that says, 'No, thank you. We're not interested.'

Yes, I have had many of those, to the point of giving up all together. Well, not really giving up, I guess, but at one point I did decide to write because I just loved to do it, and not worry about the rest. If it was meant to be, it will happen. I do believe in fate, and I believe that I'm supposed to be more than a skating director. I also like to think that I needed this time to learn more about what I wanted to write, and create something that was incredible.

So I continue to write and hope that it reaches you. And I hope that because I continue to do this, you'll continue to read and be inspired, perhaps to do your own thing. Ultimately, that is the real goal.

Just little ol' me, spreading the love. I hope you're catching it.