I know you all remember our very first contest winner, Mrs. Groundhog. I love this woman. We have become friends and have developed what I consider to be a special relationship. I like that I have been able to encourage her and that she has been such a support to me. She understands the lingering effects of a bad guy encounter. She has been instrumental in helping me to accept that this experience is going to be with me for life. No matter how strong, healthy, and happy I am, most likely, for the rest of my life something will spark that memory, probably when I least expect it. She never says those words, but as she shares her life with me, her own memories and her strength, I learn and I grow.
Every time I do a Give-A-Way, I have a bit of a let down after the winner is picked. I get so excited about the possibilities and I get so inspired by the many women who step up, reach out and take a chance. I get tickled at the anticipation of another woman saying, “Nope, not me” “Not gonna be a victim again or ever.” Then the winner is picked and I feel a sense of loss for those who didn’t get picked by the random number selector. Everyone, every single lady has a story, a reason why she took the step forward and each one deserves to win and even though I know going in they all can’t win, I am still bummed. Life is like that. The good with the bad. I had no idea anything more would develop out of the contest, but something did. A wonderful connection with a wonderful woman.
Life is also full of paradoxes. I set out only to do something for someone else. To give back to a community that gave so much to me and wouldn’t you know it, I am reaping reward after reward. I have been extremely fortunate that I have had a chance to get to know Mrs. Groundhog. She rocks!
If you have not taken the time to get to know her please go visit her husband’s blog and see for yourself. Mrs. Groundhog completed the first of three shooting courses and her hubby wrote about it. It’s a great post. I would encourage you all to leave her words of encouragement as she continues on this journey.
Tango Juliet and I, among other things, share a love and passion for training. We both travel all over and are relentless in our pursuit of self defense. He has also been a great source of inspiration to me. He is farther along on his quest than me and has been more places plus he is a man, so he doesn’t share the same mental blocks, but his enthusiasm and strength encourages me.
Strength not arrogance encourages me. Arrogance intimidates me and demotivates me to the point of self destruction almost, but strength, that inspires me and moves me to the point that I believe in myself and then I actually do. It is a trait that all the people I admire, most, have.
After I read the post and watched the video over at Legion’s Fate, I thought, well geez, if Arete beat the crap out me like that I would probably would be able to hit him. Joking, joking. Not serious Arete, not serious.