mind is mushy

Do you ever have one of those days where your mind is mush? Okay. How MANY days do you have when your mind is mushy? Mine is today. Not much sleep. Too much stress. Here I am trying to pull together something profound to say.

That's when I started thinking about our conference call last week. The best part of it was remembering the faces of the people who were on the call. I'm not lying when I say that I remember everyone I have ever trained in this state and we have trained 112! I hear your voices over the phone and I remember your faces and your smiles and parts of your story. That is almost as good as seeing you. Even as mushy as my mind is today, I remember your face, your voice and your smile. Why? Because you matter. You had an impact on my life. Our lives intersected for a brief period of time and you now have a place reserved just for you in my mind. This makes me very happy.

Why does it make me happy? Because the spot that you occupy in my brain could have gotten filled up with so many other things that are less important or less interesting or less life-changing. I only have so much real estate up there! (Michael says that all the time!) So, my goal is to meet enough life-changing people who take up grooves in my brain that there is no more room for stuff I don't need!

Thank you! For who you are and for what you have done for me.

Lisa