Sitting in my car, tears slowly rolling down my face, staring at my daughter in the back seat through the rear view mirror, I wanted to quit!
It was too hard, too stressful, too painful. I had tried everything, sacrificed everything, yet nothing was working. I was done.
Then, three words from my daughter changed the game: “Daddy, what’s wrong?”
She had been watching me wallow in self pity – my little girl, who I promised myself would never live in fear or an “I can’t” mentality was, with her own two eyes, witnessing me quit.
With those three words, “Daddy, what’s wrong,” she reminded me that it wasn’t supposed to be easy, it was going to hurt, but it WOULD be worth it. She unknowingly challenged me to refocus on Why I quit my prior job of safety to follow my purpose. She made me look in that same rear view mirror, but this time, at myself.
She was Why. My wife was Why. Breaking the chain of victim mindset was Why.
In an instant, I wiped those weak, scared tears from my cheeks, and committed to doing literally anything to pay the bills while I grew my new business.
While sitting in that same front seat, I began Googling part time jobs – late nights, early mornings, it didn’t matter. I dumped my ego and pride in the trash, and started searching. Within a few minutes, I found an overnight stocking position at a local grocery store near my house. I applied online, and was called in to interview the next week.
If I were to get hired, this overnight gig would pay minimum wage – be enough for at least my electricity and water bills while I hustled my new career.
For the first time in my life, the purpose overpowered the pain.
Something inside had made a switch – I would never again give in to the doubt and fear of the how’s, I’d forever focus on the meaning and reasons behind the Why’s.
A few days before I would interview for the overnight stocking position, I was eating dinner with Drew, my new tennis doubles partner after a weekend of winning. He said he loved the intensity, focus, and preparation I brought to every match we played.
He also explained he was the Senior Vice President of Business Development at a local tech startup, and was overseeing the young sales team, currently, as well. He asked if I could teach his young guns some of the mental fire I displayed on the tennis court.
In a miraculous instant, and because Drew was willing to give me a shot, I was working two days a week with his sales team (which turned into three shortly after), no longer worried about bills, and beginning a new chapter in my peak performance coaching career. My life had instantly changed!
To this day, I never told Drew the impact he had on my life, simply because he was willing to take a risk on me. I guess I am now. Thank you, brother!
Never give up hope.
Put your purpose in front of your pain, keep hustling, and have unwavering belief that your day IS coming.