Sunday Sermon VII - In awe of my little sister.....x

Happy Sunday lovers,

Well, as another week draws it’s curtains and takes a bow, what have we taken from the past 7 days that’ll give confidence and mastery as we move into the next week of wonderment?

Me, I’ve learned that I’m pretty damn good at what I do. Despite the bravado, there have been times in the past few months, observing from the sidelines, that I’ve questioned every aspect of my own validity. I feel that this week has really cemented my self-belief and given me plenty to smile about.

I’m also in awe of my sister. Watching her be a brilliant mother to 2 year old twins whilst offering seemingly endless support to her husband and his family in the most challenging of times for them is totally inspiring and has left me beaming with pride. If I can emulate her selflessness and pass on her unwavering ability to parent and bring out the best in those around her, I’ll be the dad, lover and friend that I aspire to become.

I’ll take much into the new week, it’s going to be a beast, that much I know. Many meetings, some of which are destined to be a little fractious, such is the nature of my toil. I’m up for it though; each meeting, each challenge and each pitfall aren’t going to phase me this week because I’m feeling the groove, I’m enjoying the prospect of more learning and I know I’m credible. I’m slowly learning what my blueprint should look like. I’m not totally clear on the finite details, but it’s starting to come into focus.

The more I practice the mantras I’ve been preaching, the more seemingly comfortable with the future I become.

‘Be Nice’ is working for me and therefore I guess it’s working for those around me. I feel a sense of growing strength in my personal relationships and my professional credence by following this theory with more and more consistency. 

‘I had cancer, cancer didn’t have me’ is helping too. It’s harder to stay constantly on top of the demons with regards to cancer when my reality is still so compromised physically. With 2 more operations likely over the summer, I’m still fighting the spectre, but by reminding myself of just how lucky I am, that “I had cancer, cancer didn’t have me” I’m feeling that I’ve got more control than ever before over the emotional rollercoaster I’ve been riding for the past 10 years.

The prospect of Monday is actually exciting me this week. Now there’s something you don’t hear every Sunday evening….

One Love

Jez

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