Funny how life works

I remember sitting in Doctor Koltek’s office in the spring of 2013… At the time it felt as if my world was crashing down on me slab of thousand pound concrete after slab of thousand pound concrete. My business had started to implode right after my marriage had slammed into the side of a mountain and there was little I could do to avoid the cataclysm that was headed my way… I had just lost my house, I was in the process of giving up my dogs… I was inconsolable. I was certain that my life was over. The angst was unbearable, the worry seemingly insurmountable… There was no way I thought I could survive this, it seemed that the anxiety was simply too much to bare. What would I do without Gord’s Ski and Bike? Without this job that had defined me? without this dream that had sustained me for all of my life? What would become of me? 

All I knew for sure was that I needed help… And Doctor Koltek was exactly the kind of help I needed. The combination of his tough-love mentorship and Dr. Ray’s yoda-like meditation training really helped me get through that shitstorm. As a matter of fact I still remember our weekly meetings as if they happened yesterday. Both were right about many things and in particular they were quite correct about the fact that there was indeed life after Gord’s. I owe so much to those two and all the others who stood by me as I pushed through hell.

While I still feel the scars of that period of my life, I’m slowly coming to terms with that catastrophic life event that I wish upon no one… I guess it is true that life really doesn’t throw anything at you that you can’t handle. Call it that or Karma or whatever your belief structure allows you to call it but one thing is certain, I’m a better l, kinder and stronger person today than I ever have been and if anyone was ever prepared to deal with what’s coming up next, it’s me.  

So here I am, alive and kicking, happy and more humble, surrounded by so much love and support, learning more and more every day and staunchly determined to prove to the doubters and the sceptics that indeed you CAN teach an old dog new tricks on this his 50th year on earth (which according to WebMB makes me about 7 in dog years).