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My Journey to the finish line


What a week! I don't even know where to start (should I stop here then?)
Were you watching TV this last Saturday? I hope you did otherwise you missed my wedding. There is still hope though. Next year, August 6 will be a national holiday for our one year wedding anniversary, and there will be tons of reports and documentaries about it. Then you will get a chance to see what you missed.

Seriously. I don't know how I would have made it without my friends and family. I am still amazed how people spent sleepless nights just to make the event a success (I am still wondering how I am going to thank them). Once again, my wedding reminded me that the best investment we can make is to invest in people.

The event took several months in the making. There have been some ups and downs, but we made it. The whole story is a book by itself. Things went exactly as planned (in terms of dates), but the path to get there was a learning process for me. I cannot tell you that everything was in place to make the event happen. It took a lot of faith, sacrifice and commitment, but I do not regret every single moment of it.

Twenty four hours before the wedding, I was still running all over the place, more than once, I had to expect miracles to happen. Early in the afternoon, I came to a place where I had no options at all. I had to find a solution quickly or there would be no wedding. You know what I did? Can you guess? Ok, I will give you the answer. I did....nothing. Instead, I went to the beach to relax with my Best Man. I knew the solution would come to me at its own time. Looking at me, you would have thought that there was nothing to get done, even though the time was ticking.

Do you know how the solution came? Not the way I was expecting (That is always the case). I got a call from my mom asking me about a small detail about the event, I promised her to make some calls and I would get back to her shortly. The first phone call I made was to a family member. Everything went fine, but at the end of our conversation he just went: “there is a voice that tells me that you are worried about something. What is it?” At first, I wanted to deny it, but, I thought that it wouldn't help.

I decided to tell him the story, and guess what, he gave me the solution I was looking for (and there was no way I could do it by myself).
I have learned that when we fight against what is happening to us, the situation tends to persist. But if we accept things as they are and go with the flow without stressing, the solution always comes naturally at its own time. I know that it is easy said than done, but trust me, it works. It doesn't matter what the problem is, there is always a solution.

Moral of the story? Do you want to get married? Just go to the beach to relax and the solution will come to you.

Always a pleasure
Patrick
The Journeyman
patrick@goalachieverscanada.com

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