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Determination and Seagulls

Determination is a very powerful mind tool. It drives a person to do more than he even expects to do. Although the outcome may be positive or negative, the success is in knowing there was an attempt.

Let's take my son for example. Everything about him is personally motivated. He's on a motor that is consistently turning, brewing up new ideas and concepts.  And he wants to see ALL of them happen.  He wanted to start his own business. Guess what he did? Start his own business.  He constantly asked me to allow him to cook breakfast and dinner.   Guess what he does now (sometimes)?  He cooks for not just himself, but sometimes the entire family.  Today, he wanted to go to the beach, even though it rained and rained and rained. Yet, you would never guess what he had the opportunity to do.  Yes he did.

My son at the beach enjoying the waves
that I should have been enjoying.
Not everyone is like this. In fact, there are more people who have to be encouraged, pushed, and even kicked to be at this level...all the time!  Most of us are not wired this way.

In the end, we saw a few summer raindrops on the way, a promising rainbow, and a whole bunch of seagulls flying around looking for something to eat. We sat in our lawn chairs.  I was fully dressed in blue jeans and some white Filas on the beach...unprepared...with no swim trunks...toting lawn chairs because I knew we would not be hitting the water.  If I had a little faith and drive today, I would have enjoyed the waves slapping my back instead of watching some cotton-pickin seagulls.  I guess I need a little more determination.

I'm NOS, still trying to figure this out.

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