The Corporate-Gift-Basket Fallout (milestones) After The Fall Of My House Of Cards -Pt 2

I am back home in Los Angeles  to build the 105 freeway.This is the freeway that will run from Norwalk to L.A.International Airport (LAX). It's kind of funny, the firstproject I worked was repaving the left runway and taxiwaysfor LAX. One morning, as I prepared to go to work,something was wrong.

Corporate-gift-basket: A Turn For The Worst

As I was conversing with my spouse, she also noticedsomething unusual. I had slurred speech & my words weregarbled. Words like 'rosencranse', there is no such streetin Los Angeles. Anyway, I went to the job site, opened thebuilding, turned on all the computers, as all of theengineers will be in shortly.

Made coffee and began managing payroll. The project managerjust walked in. As I turned to put some time-sheets inorder, I became stumped. I didn't know what to do next. Theproject manager noticed it also. He said, "Just relaxyourself." He then called my brother and asked him to takeme to the hospital.

Within less than 10 minutes we were on our way. The Doctorasked me several questions; all were simple with no answersfrom me. He then gave me a pencil and paper for me to writemy name, the only right answer. He turns to my brother andsaid he has had a stroke. We are going to keep him.

Corporate-gift-basket: By far The Worst Days of My Life

At that point I began to cry, not whaling, just tears. Thedoctor comforts me as he explains that crying is a normalreaction with stroke victims. All the time, I am thinkingabout how close 14 months and I would have completed mycareer goal for my family and me. I then gegan to cry.

For the next month I end up in this hospital. After that Iam enrolled in therapy for the next 6 months. After 3months my therapist asked would I like to try going back towork. I said, "I would like to try."

She took me to the job site. After maybe five minutes I wasin tears again. I don't see ever going back to my regularjob again (at least no time soon). My therapist had toagree with me. It made me feel more that 'disabled', eventhough I am (it that make any since).

I made up my mind (what's left of it) to spend as much timeand energy to re-learn what I've learned before the stroke.I am a joker but not a quitter. Quitting is another way ofsaying surrender.

Corporate-Gift-Basket: Past Milestones Like Finding Wisdom

One fine day, a package came for me. It was acorporate-gift-basket. Attached to the corporate gift is acard signed by all of my friends at the company. Thecorporate-gift-basket incensed me. Bittersweet feelingswent all through me all at once.

My personal goal was only oh so close, yet so far away.This company was my house of cards. When they sent thecorporate gift, I started to wonder if they were really intouch with what I was feelings inside.

Was the corporate-gift-basket just a ploy to see how Ireally felt about them? Was the company just sending acorporate-gift-basket just as a normal course of things todo in this situation? Or, was the corporate gift reallytruly sincere? After receiving the corporate-gift-basket,there were many unresolved issues in the back of my mindthat still haunt me to this very day.

Should I pursue them? I think not. Although, the mainquestion about everyone signing the same card that wasattached to the corporate gift, really puzzled me. Had itbeen anyone that really truly cared for me, they would signthe corporate-gift-basket card and send a personal gift andcard.

The people that I thought were close in the company didn'tcall or try to follow-up to see how things are panning outpersonally. Just as I was putting the finishing touches,the world shook; the only thing left standing was theshattered dream and of course the corporate gift. It couldhave been worst.

Corporate-Gift-Basket: Insult and Injury

In 1998 I had another stroke (another milestone), and againin 2000 (another milestone). Each of those strokes tookanother part of me physically. Each of them were blessingsin disguise that also invigorated me to push through thosehard times and to see another day with fresh eyes.

As long as I live, I will always have milestones (whether Iam aware of them or not). Each milestone that I am aware oftends to lead me to an ultimate truth in my life.Previously, I was terribly short-sited and narrow in mythinking.

Corporate-gift-basket: Conclusion

Today I am totally optimistic. The corporate-gift-basket(milestone) I received in 1991 was the under pining thatdrove me to see the real truth with new eyes (figurativelyspeaking). Yesterday is dead and burned up, tomorrow is notpromised to anyone, this moment has promise, (only)as longas I stay active and always moving forward.

I don't let moss grow under my feet. Each moment isactually a milestone of my life (God willing). It has beenalmost one day since I really started living my true dreamlife; the longer I live to realize my next milestones (andapply the truth in them) then, every moment becomes amilestone to potentially enhance my life.

I look at my 1991 corporate-gift-basket (milestone)asbought knowledge not devastation.

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