I am heading to a meeting with our new business partner, my mind is already on our tomorrow's event (a big one), and all of sudden I hear my phone beeping. It's Jim. And I read: “are you posting your blog today?” Shoot. I had completely forgotten about my blog. Thanks to Jim, you are now reading today's blog. I texted him back saying that the blog would be ready in 45 minutes. That was before noon. Now it is almost 10.30 PM and the blog is not finished yet. That how busy I was today.
I must admit that I would have finished the blog earlier, but my wife found a way for us to watch back to back episodes of “The Mentalist” and I am writing during commercial breaks (yes I can multitask...). Plus, the Raptors are playing double overtime (and just lost)...
The good thing is that, along the way, I got inspired and now know exactly what I am going to write about.
After my text to Jim, a friend of mine (freshly arrived from Burundi) came at our house with a package for me, sent by my mom. I wouldn't say that the package was for me as 90% of the stuff were things that my mom sent to my wife. I am jealous now. I used to be the only one receiving stuff, now I am back to the bench (just like my Basketball years lol). My wife was happy, so I guess I am happy too.
As I was saying goodbye to my friend, he agreed to give me a ride to pick up some Goal Achievers promotional materials. On our way, he told me what he has been doing in Burundi (outside of his business activities). Just for the record, my friend is a very successful business owner, but above all he has a very big heart (no wonder he is succeeding). Do you know that for the last 4 months or so, he has been sending food to sick people in hospitals? He also has been paying for hospital fees for those who couldn't afford it. All of that using his own money, paying people to go to buy the food and cook it. I was like. Are you serious!!!?? Boy I was inspired.
I was aware that in Burundi, most of the times people who cannot pay for hospital fees are obliged to stay in hospital (even though they are no longer sick) until they can pay them. Some of them stay in hospital for months before they get out. Yes I know. It's crazy, but that is the reality. And my friend has been helping hundreds of them anonymously. Now he is at the point where he cannot continue to do it alone. He needs help because there are hundreds of people who need help.
We agreed to meet another time so that we could brainstorm on ideas of how we can get more people involved in this. Before I said goodbye to him, I asked for his permission to talk about this in my blog, maybe somebody would like to join us. He said yes, and here it is. Please do e-mail me at firstname.lastname@example.org if you would like to join us and make a difference.
Moral of the story? Do you want to make a difference? Just give me a ride and I will mention you in my blog
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