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My Journey To Sudbury

The month of August is so full of celebrations that I would need a special software to manage them all lol.

Let's see. August 6 was our one year wedding anniversary, August 7 was my wife's birthday, August 8 was both my 10 year anniversary in Canada and 4 years as a Canadian citizen, and this coming August 15 is my birthday (and of course I won't tell you my age, but I am expecting your gifts).

How do you celebrate all of that? How about a trip? That wouldn't be bad at all.

Four times in July I was asked to conduct a series of workshops for French speaking professionals. It was so much fun. When they told me that I would do the same thing in Sudbury, I immediately said yes. So, this last week, it was both work and pleasure as I took my family with me to Sudbury Ontario. It was fun.

Up to the last minute we did not know if we would drive, take the train or fly to Sudbury. We were at Toronto Airport when we were told we would drive after all. Thank God we did. We had so much fun on our way, with Justine (my co-facilitator) driving and making us laugh all the way to Sudbury. Our daughter was so calm all along. The only time she woke up was when she was hungry. Great timing as the cops asked us to stop for a check up. Nothing to worry about. Few hours later we were in Sudbury.

The hotel bed was so comfortable that I do not remember the last time I slept this well. I wanted to move to Sudbury right then.

I left the hotel early in the morning as our workshop was scheduled to begin at 9.30 AM. My wife and kid stayed at the hotel for some extra sleep. They would join us later as it was my time to speak after Justine did her thing. Did I mention that our presentation was happening at an African food restaurant? I couldn't wait to finish my presentation as I was smelling some nice stuff in the kitchen.

As I wrapped up my speech, I went to check my wife in the audience to see how she and the baby were doing. I was hoping for a standing ovation from her (as it was her first time hearing me speak), and she just went: “You spoke so loud that you woke up the baby...”

I guess the standing ovation will come next year...

I won't mention the African food. You don't have twenty four hours to read. It was simply magnificent. My wife says that any food is good for me (which is the truth...), but this food was out of this world. We even brought some for the road. You know that in terms of food I am always open to opportunities. And for me it is always about quantity first lol.

Right after lunch, we hit the road back to Toronto. Three hours later we were home, and the baby started crying. She did not cry for two days, now that we were home, she started doing her thing. Go figure.

It was after an hour of rest that my wife said to me. You do really help people. You should get paid a lot of money to do what you do.

That simple sentence was worth millions of dollars for me. It was the validation from my loved one that I am doing what I am supposed to do with my life: helping people. I can tell you that it is not always easy, but those kinds of words are what I need to keep on going. Words of encouragement are worth the world for me. Yes, I would like to earn more doing what I love to do, but getting my family on board is worth everything. I guess it was good karma, as I was checking my e-mail when we got back, somebody had asked me to do another presentation in October (to which I said yes). September is already booked.

My question to you is this one? What does really drive you? What are the things that keep you going when it's tough? Once you identify those, keep them in front of you. They are your fuel. Once we know why we do what we do, the how doesn't really matter. It will come at the right time.

My family plays a big role in my life, and I am glad they support me.

Moral of the story? Do you want to celebrate with me? Don't ask my age, but please do send me your gifts on August 15.



Always a pleasure

Patrick
The Journeyman

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