How The Little Lost Sheep Found Her Way…

I am going to try to put this into words the best that I can.  If you didn’t know, I was the lost sheep that felt I had nobody and was wandering around in the dark.

 To give you a little background…I was a rebel in high school.  I felt (as many teenagers do) my parents’ didn’t know a thing.  I knew what was best for me, they didn’t.

As I got older I realized my parents knew more then I gave them credit for.  As I started having children I figured out in a hurry just how much they did know!

As an adult, I became best friends with my parents.  We had family get togethers all the time.  My Mom loved to cook and would make the best dishes for those gatherings.  We take things for granted and feel as though nothing will ever happen and things will always remain the same.  I didn’t think to ask Mom for her recipes because she would always be there to make them.

Dad’s health started to diminish.  He had COPD and Congestive Heart Failure.  He had to use a walker now and still fell occasionally.  He was a very large man so it would take a couple men to get him up. 

 Dad use to be a brilliant car salesman.  Once Dad retired he somewhat gave up.  He didn’t try to remain active and this was a continual fight amongst Mom and Dad.  Us kids and the Grandkids would give Dad hell and try to get him to take care of himself more.  To no avail.

Mom was a fantastic Registered Nurse.  She dedicated her life to taking care of others.  She eventually retired so she could stay home and take care of Dad.  Dad was an only child so therefore, he was used to getting his way.  Mom would give him hell and then go do it for him anyway.  She loved him so much she could not tell him “NO”.  She basically enabled him.

Now Mom gets colon cancer.  She had surgery to remove a portion of her colon.  The Doctors felt as though they did get it all but felt she should still undergo Chemotherapy for 6 months as a preventative.

After the 6 months of Chemo the Doctor did another pet scan to see if she had any more cancer.  Thank you Lord she did not.

Mind you, during the time she was taking Chemo, she was also taking care of Dad.  She still cooked, cleaned, did the personal care for Dad and still made time to make sure the family all got together.

Four years ago, November 1st, my Dad went to fly with the angels.  Mom was so lost.  This was a tough time for all of us.

As much as I loved my Dad and missed him beyond words, I knew he was pain free and I felt perhaps Mom could start living now.

Well God had other plans.  Mom hadn’t been feeling well and was always out of breath.  We finally convinced her to go see a Doctor.  Long story short, they did another Pet Scan and the cancer was back.  This time it is terminal small cell lung cancer.  She opted out of doing Chemo because she did not feel her quality of life would be worth preserving for just a few months longer.  The Doctor told her she would only have a few months to live if she did not receive Chemo and perhaps 6 months to a year if she did.

A month after this diagnosis she was getting to a point she could not live alone.  I took a leave of absence from work to be with her as well as two of her granddaughters moved in with.  Mom and I bonded even more during this time.  We talked, we laughed and we cried and I will NEVER regret that time I was able to spend with her.

A month later she went to sing with the angels and be reunited with Dad.  Mom and Dad both died with their complete families around them at 7 months apart.  At that time they had 3 children, 6 grandchildren and 1 great grandson.  All of us were there except the great grandson.  What a tribute to them.

Now what do I do?  I feel as though I am an orphan.  Yes I am married, have 2 children and a grandson BUT I still felt alone and like a lost little sheep wondering around in the dark trying to find my way.

I was angry, hurt and confused.  All the regrets I had of my younger years.

With the help of family, friends and a wonderful priest I eventually started to find my way back.  I vowed to help as many people as I can in whatever way I can.  I vowed to figure out a way to work smarter and not harder.  How do I do that…

I had no idea.  God works in mysterious ways.  A person called me about an opportunity.  I felt this was a sign.  I did sign with her BUT things were not going as I planned.  I continued to educate myself and continued to search for that gold mine.

I knew this was the vehicle I was supposed to drive but couldn’t seem to find the right destination.  I did join this company and that with NO success and then…

I found a gentleman by the name of Gino Niccoli.  Hmm, he seemed as though he knew what he was talking about.  I read many of his articles on LinkedIn.  One of Gino’s students invited me to a FREE class that Gino was teaching.  He told me how Gino was teaching business owners of all over the world how to put 50 people into their business in 33 days or less.

I figured I owed it to myself to see if what he is preaching is real.  Guess what?  It is!  I have been attending every single one of his classes for almost 3 months and I am currently putting 10 people into my organizations a week.  I would never have thought.

If you are interested in adding at least 50 people into your business a month, register for this free class https://themarketingblacksheep.com/leslie.

I decided to message Gino to see exactly what he is doing for a business because he talked about this whole system he had that was working for anyone from top to bottom.  We got on the phone and I decided to join forces with Gino. 

I couldn’t believe it.  He really does have a whole system put together for his team.  The only way we can fail is to not do the work.  He gives us leads, does the prospecting and closings, works individually with us, gives us scripts, does all the testing and so much more.

November 2nd, 2015 I berried my sister.  She was a young age of 50.  As confused as I was I reached out to Gino the day my sister died asking him what I do with my business because I had to put things on hold.  He reminded me of the meaning of a team.  I forwarded over prospects to him and another gentleman on my team (Barry Ballard).  They took care of everything for me and I did not have to worry about any business.  My team continued to build and grow!

The moral of this story is, Life is too short to waste it.  If you see an opportunity that makes since, don’t wait for tomorrow.  If you’re current situation is not what you want it to be, make a change!

If you are looking for a change and would like to work with someone that gets it, someone that has been there, someone that will work their tale off to help you succeed either PM me on here or give me a call.  My number is in my profile. 

Life is too short to have regrets.  Be the leader that God meant for you to be.