When Things Go Left...Go Right
"...Not that I was ever in need, for I have learned how to be content with whatever I have. I know how to live on almost nothing or with everything. I have learned the secret of living in every situation, whether it is with a full stomach or empty, with plenty or little. For I can do everything through Christ, who gives me strength..." (Philippians 4:4-9, 11-13 NLT)
As I continue to work on delivering 47 Underwood to the world, I have come across a lot of speed bumps. With anything new, there are growing pains. The concept of owning my own PR agency first arose back in 2013. I was at a stage in life where I wanted to live my life's dream of fulfilling my major. When I first graduated, I needed a job. I had bills to pay and they were not going to pay themselves. So I took the first offer I got. I took a job that had absolutely NOTHING to do with Public Relations. Smart right? In retrospect, yes it was smart. I learned more about business management during my tenure at Verizon than I would have ever learned at any business school. I excelled in big business. I thrived with the money. That money made me move. You couldn't tell me anything, because I already knew it. I "ARRIVED".
Fast forward to 2013. I had risen within the ranks of my company and I was on the verge of getting a major promotion. This promotion would spring board my entire career with Verizon. Then the crazy thing happened. "Superman" failed. I made 3 mistakes that cost me everything. My six figure income. My job. My peace of mind. Everything that could go wrong did go wrong. I was lost.
It was during those dark times that I came to realize my true purpose. The lesson that I learned from my OWN mistakes, was that we are not invincible. I am human. I am a perfectly imperfect creation. From a career stand point, I learned that nobody is irreplaceable. We can work 50 years at a company, and if we die, they are not going to just retire your position. They may mourn you, however the show must go on. They will backfill your position and you will be a simple memory. At that very moment, I promised myself that 47 Underwood would happen...one way or the other. See sometimes greatness occurs in the most uncomfortable places.