Dance in the rain

Our friend Ty Boyd sent along a great quote recently.
“Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass.
“It’s about learning to dance in the rain!”
Dancing in the rain is a great metaphor for coping.
Remember when you were a kid?
What a kick it was to run in the rain?
It was a summer cooler, like a run through lawn sprinklers.
And stepping in puddles which your mother abhorred.
“You’ll ruin your new shoes,” she would say.
As much as we tried her patience, she always forgave us.
Our mothers were molded in the image of God.
They were 90% patience, bless ‘em.
Ty asked if I would be at the NSA convention in Orlando.
NSA is not the National Security Administration.
Nothing that sexy. It’s the National Speakers Association.
I’m sorry I’ll miss Orlando. Just too much to do here.
Three books in the works and a new membership program.
Ty will enjoy it. He’ll get a lot out of it, too.
He’ll come home excited about new ideas.
He’ll make a list. And get to work doing what he loves.
That’s what all of us should do every day of our lives.
Get excited. Make that list. Prioritize it.
And get to work . . . doing what we love.
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Taking care of business

I flew to New York City Saturday for my sister’s birthday.
You have to love someone one heckuva lot to do that.
New York winters, like many New Yorkers, have sharp elbows.
It took four flights to get me there and back. None were on time.
The son of one of my sister’s friends works for Disney in Orlando.
Disney, you may recall, treats their customers as "guests".
That’s a far cry from how the airlines treat you.
You might as well be cattle to them.
If we treated our advertisers and subscribers that way, guess what?
We would be in as bad a financial fix as the NY Times.
We cruised from Honolulu to Tahiti 14 months ago.
It was a great experience. We could have been royalty.
The cruise line employees treat you that way.
Not the airlines. We were stranded for two days in Tahiti.
Now there are worse places to be stranded.
But we needed to go home. We had clients to take care of.
Have you had a wonderful experience on an airline?
Or have you had a crummy one?
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Let me know about your experiences.
We’ll share them with everyone. Venting is healthy.
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