It was sad but it was true
Winds of change quickly blew
Sometimes good sometimes bad
Each time off the launching pad
Seeing is believing. Every year I say this is amazing, but truly, they are amazing! It’s going to be incredible to see who wins and whose close because wow, these are artists! They can sing! And wait, there’s more to come and I’ll post them as they become available. Enjoy
Last night I was wondering around wondering what was new. I found Holland’s “The Voice” and clicked. Imagine my surprise at finding what I think of as their tribute to the talented elders who can really sing and or belt out a tune. I kept going and low and behold there were dozens of videos. I kept clicking and clicking and decided I had to share my find with all of you.
Marcus was an unknown entity. Moving through the ranks quickly owing to his brilliance, they knew he would be spectacular at his job, but was he a people person and how did he lead his team? Was he hands-on, a micro-manager, a know it all, or would he give his team the opportunity to do their thing their way, a way that worked exceedingly well for them? That was the question uppermost in everyone’s mind.
As accustomed as he was to having his every wish granted, whether it be the latest game available, the fastest computer on the planet, the most brilliant of accessories, he wasn’t stuck on himself either, his ego wasn’t writing cheques his body couldn’t cash.
A triumphant cheer rose from the crowd. People were on their feet jumping up and down waving arms and cheering uproariously. The camera panned the crowd to capture couples kissing and hugging as other high fived each other. It was an exciting long-awaited moment. Five long years since they’d captured the title!
“Yes.” Vince’s answer was extremely abrupt. “I don’t have time for this, I have urgent work to do.” His tone wasn’t even condescending, it was dismissive.
“I realize you don’t understand or recognize what I do, but none-the-less, I’d like to see the family’s dog. What can it hurt? If I’m a quack, five minutes won’t make a difference…”
Numbers don’t lie he thought. The data would seem to indicate they had broken the back of their slump. There seemed to be renewed interest in the process. Jake slumped against his chair in relief.
Stella’s comment garnered a sideways glance from Darren who all but spit out his tongue. The look said, ‘what the hell’ since they’d agreed this wasn’t the time to broach the subject. He dropped his head in resignation. That’s Stella he thought. Always the unexpected.
I have a thought-provoking question for you. What do you consider fundamental in life? Some would say a strong work ethic, others, personal growth, willingness to change, and still others, values and principles. Some would say finding your purpose or quality relationships.
It’s my son’s birthday today. For years the running joke was “when did you get old, I didn’t”! We’ve chuckled forever over this one, can’t explain why since we all know I’m that much older and thankfully still getting older and perhaps wiser too, but it stuck.
Jeremy had no doubts about his future. He was one of those fascinating people who believed it would be so and it was. He needed a job, he was confident he’d get one and he had, on his first try.
Alex asked she phone upon arrival and notify him the second she knew what was going on and she quickly tapped his picture and within seconds he answered. “You’ve arrived safely. You wouldn’t have called this quickly if you hadn’t spotted a problem. How long have you been there, five minutes?”
If Steven’s research was correct, and he knew without a doubt it was, then they could do no better than add Nancy Fairmont to their company. She was clearly a front runner and would bring huge benefits to the company in her expertise; her abilities in communication were legendary, as well as her intuitive understanding of people and relationships. She was an all-round winner.
A remnant of sadness remained in her heart. Grieving was a process that took place at its own time and pace and the process was different for every individual going through it. Some managed to maneuver through fairly quickly, with but a few remnants remaining behind.
When someone pays you a sincere compliment, are you able to accept it? Or do you brush it off? I’ve noticed a number of people who do that. If your the person giving the compliment, isn’t it like a slap in the face when your statement isn’t acknowledged?