Gerald was from a small town and didn’t have many luxuries in life growing up. He came from a family where no one owned a home, graduated college, or beat poverty levels. Gerald didn’t miss what he had never had. Gerald knew he wanted to break his family chain of oppression.
Gerald decided that he would work hard and do not only the things that he wanted to do but also the things that others didn’t want to do. This meant that he worked hard at home, school, and at the tasks that anyone seemed to neglect.
Once Gerald became an adult, he knew that his hard work had to transfer into employment. He wanted to strive for more. He took employment as a Janitor. Gerald’s family lost hope in Gerald’s dreams of betterment because they could not understand. Gerald’s family didn’t understand how his drive to work hard would not venture him into new heights…like college and a high-paying job.
Gerald worked hard at his janitorial position. He did not care about his family’s opinions and he did not care if he was the first to arrive and the last one to leave the building he worked in. Gerald loved being a janitor and did it well.
There was no duty that was too mundane for Gerald. He cleaned toilets, wiped walls, and kept the floor shiny with pride and a smile on his face.
It was until Gerald got sick that his family had luck in hopes that he would make them proud and finally get a job he deserved. Unfortunately, Gerald was still determined to clean that building and it led to his demise.
Gerald was so focused on not allowing the janitorial duties suffer that he picked work over his health. Gerald became terminally ill. His family had finally won their wishes of him getting out of the janitorial business.
Gerald was unhappy and suffering while he laid on his dying bed. He called a family meeting and made sure he included every family member that opposed his choices. He begin to speak his dying wishes but was finished before he begun. The two words that his is family made out was “my building”.
After arrangements were made and they laid Gerald to rest. The family congregated for the reading of Gerald’s will. The same family members were there. His family only expected to hear how much debt Gerald was in and to see if they could make sense of his last two words.
To the family’s surprise, they discovered why Gerald was the best janitor that the building had ever seen. Gerald owned it.
Gerald was the first in his family to own something and not only that…Gerald left his family with the building, the building’s revenue, and a massive insurance payout. In the will it was quoted that Gerald said, “This is why I did it. Hard work pays off”. Gerald reached new heights. Gerald made his family proud and they felt bad that never supported him. So, they paid homage to Gerald by owning the building and completing the janitorial duties themselves.
Long live Gerald.
The girl had spent her entire life trying to be accepted. She begun to make attention seeking patterns, hobbies, and activities apart of her daily life. To no avail, the girl still longed for attention and acceptance.
The girl added bundles and bundles of people to support her extreme desire for attention. These people appeared to satisfy the girl’s fantasy yet to only realize the illusion.
The girl was never content or satisfied but was steady on the mission she believed to be accurate. Not realizing that the underlying root of her need and acceptance was love.
The girl was looking for love. The girl was robbed at an early age of it and only knew how to cultivate the illusions and fantasies of it.
The robbing of her parents is what sparked a crisis of disaster within her. Little did she know the how easy the solution would be.
Her mother’s love. The love, acceptance, and attention was everything required for the girl to feel and be complete. She prospered and was spoiled with unlimited doses.
The girl loved her mother and her mother loved her.
The girl never knew it was going to be a long goodbye.
The girl’s mother became ill. The night before what would be known as the most catastrophic of her life, the girl told her mother that she loved her and said goodbye. The last goodbye.
By daybreak, a messaged was delivered to the girl loud and clear, that her mother left her. The girl’s mother was leaving her right back to those earlier fantasies of longing for love. The girl was robbed once again.
Ultimately, it was the last but a long goodbye.
Every day seems the same when you wake up. You are awaken to the images of what’s considered as your safe haven. You see the light of day beaming through your blinds or curtains letting you know it’s a new day.
Yesterday is the day behind this new day.
Yes there may be some unfinished business leftover from yesterday that will continue into the new day…but not the same attempt.
You may have leftover dinner from yesterday that you will prep as lunch on this new day but it will not taste the same as yesterday.
Things can sometimes appear to be the same especially if you live on a guided routine but only you have the power to activate change.
Positive change on your daily journeys, meaning growth. Everyday seems the same based upon patterns but you have the power to show a new day your power of impact and adding growth to your life daily.
