In a previous life I was a cyclist. I had a resting heart rate in the 50s, about 6 percent body fat and was skinny as a rail…man that was a long time ago! This little thing called responsibility entered through the front door and time and energy went out the back!
I still love the sport and follow it as closely as time will allow…especially in July. Thank goodness I have won my wife over and she loves it as much as I do!
Yesterday on the Tour de France, the riders climbed the Col de Tourmalet. For those of you not following “the Tour”, Col de Tourmalet is the highest road in the central Pyrenees mountains….translation…most people would sell their firstborn before attempting to climb it. As I was watching and looking in the eyes of the two leaders; Alberto Contador from Spain and Andy Schleck from Luxembourg, one word came to mind, “resilience.”
I then thought of the “Cols de Tourmalet” I have faced and overcome in my life and I thought of how resilient I must be. I have climbed some pretty steep mountains in my life and I have overcome, or am in the process of overcoming them all. I then thought of my 11-year-old son who is autistic, epileptic and has slight mental retardation (no, that word does not offend me…). I thought of the challenges he’s faced and overcome…or is in the process of overcoming. I thought of my other kids who face the challenge of being a sibling to such a child and the challenges they have overcome. I thought of my awesome wife, who has struggled more than any woman has a right to as a result of our son’s limitations and, though the climb has been the toughest for her, she gets up every morning and climbs this “Col” with Andy Schleck’s style and Alberto Contador’s grace.
My mind then moved to all of the people I have had the pleasure of becoming acquainted with in Real Estate. Some of these people are at what seems like the end of the line. Many of them are late on all of their lines of credit, have no savings and are in the process of losing their home. I met with one just today who, not too many moons ago, woke up one morning to find that all of his vehicles had been repossessed overnight and he would have nothing left when the bank showed up to take possession of his home.
What I have learned from these experiences is that nothing, with the exception of death, is ever permanent. We humans always bounce back if we keep climbing. It may take months or years, but we ALWAYS bounce back. For Realtors, the beautiful thing is that you get to help people out of the darkest times of their life and put them on the road that leads to economic recovery. What an honor!
Trent from CSSP