Have you ever run into something that stopped you dead in your tracks? Something that paralyzed you and stole all the bandwidth you just pledged to someone or something else?
I have! In fact, I’m reeling from the impact of just four words as I write this: Blessed with a burden.
It doesn’t sound like much, but it is. Especially, if that phrase encapsulates the entirety of your professional life. One minute you’re talking to a friend or colleague. Maybe, even a stranger… And, the next, your brain is flooded with the fireworks of new concepts and ideas rivaling anything you’ve ever experienced!
Derailed by a moment of clarity that destroyed what would have otherwise been a highly programmed Friday afternoon. We were talking about legacy one moment when suddenly, I was transported to Napa, California, and an afternoon in mid-October 1984. A moment that changed nothing—and, yet, changed everything. A State of the Industry address message I was blessed to deliver for the Equipment and Tool Institute and the opportunities that followed. A chance to work for a segment of the automotive aftermarket whose need for advocacy often goes unrecognized.
A Seat at the Table
I started my career as a writer, speaker, and advocate as a result. And it helped me ensure the largest segment of the aftermarket—the repair community—had a seat at a table it hadn’t often been invited to share.
It afforded me the opportunity to write, Misfire: What to Do When Things Aren’t Running on All Cylinders, and offer shop owners the tools they need to succeed.
It’s almost a tragedy that this epiphany ends with the word burden because of its connotation. That of hardship. It isn’t, really. Not, if it’s the right burden… A burden of service, empathy, and trust.
If it is a burden, I hope it’s one we’re all blessed with. One we are willing to accept and respond to.
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