What a Difference a Week Makes

By: Kenneth Stepp

Trying to write this while not tooting my own horn will be difficult. Since I do not believe, “I am all that”, perhaps I can pull it off. You see. Life can turn in so many directions all at once. We lose ourselves along the way. Staying grounded in who and what we are is all we have. Being true to one’s self is the highest calling. Being transparent is what we can do to keep all these other things in line. Writing is my avenue to achieve this.

Life… Such a short word, but precious word. If you are a parent, you remember that first minute with your baby. Counting fingers and toes, watching them breathe, and knowing you will never be the same again. Your life has a much higher calling now. Your purpose is etched in stone. And you finally understand what unconditional love is. Real love. Where did it come from? Not from inside you. Unconditional love comes from a spiritual place. Not a physical one. And we are simply physical. We have a spirit, a soul, consciousness. Call it what your belief tells you to. But recognize it for what it is. Remember. We are a spiritual being having a physical experience. The love you have here, lasts after you cross over.

It was less than a week ago that I was approaching day 50, working 16 to 18 hours straight. It was taking it’s toll on me. After all, I’m not a kid any longer. That was brutal. But the payoff would be huge. My partner and I have been building an online media business. We are launching with 8 sites. It’s very much like “The Patch”, if you are familiar with that. AOL just bought them out. Competing with giants has always been my favorite thing to do. The get caught up so badly in the red tape that comes with gigantism, they always drop the ball. And they have. Already losing their community roots. A week ago, each site was getting hit between 100 & 200 per day. Now, after optimization and media launches. We are between 1500 and 3200 per site. Over 20k per day in all. At our ad prices, we should attract many. We are no media moguls. I did chuckle when I wrote that.

Far less exciting was July 1st. I woke early, told no one (who would I tell anyway?), and headed for the emergency room. I have always been the healthiest person I’ve ever known. Even my doctor says it. 120/70 BP, 145 Cholesterol, etc. I say it all the time, I’m an olympic athlete on paper. In January 2014, I fought my last fight. I got involved with illegal extreme fighting. It’s addictive. I always won, but that day was injured pretty badly. My right arm. It functions correctly. But it retired me. Having just finished my 50 day marathon to get the company where it needed to be, I surrendered to symptoms of a mini stroke. Hospital here I came. I wasn’t expecting what they found. A brain tumor. A very fast growing one. It was affecting my blood pressure, which was affecting my eyesight. June 31st I wrote 3 articles and noticed them on my site later that day. I had no memory of writing them.  Now, my short term memory was being attacked. I knew I had to visit the ER. I did want to sleep on it first. I’m glad I did, I’m a planner.

So. I am finally rounding the corner and going to win this long race to build a successful business. And at the winners circle a doctor thinks he can take my happiness about winning away. He obviously doesn’t know me very well. I am elated. I have never done what I am getting ready to do. Put a sales staff together and “start finishing” the build out of Georgia Newz. Yes, I have decisions to make in both my personal and business life. I just won’t be doing it today. It’s the 4th of July. And that just wouldn’t be right.

“Things which matter most must never be at the mercy of things which matter least.” – Johann Wolfgang

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