When I was a kid I was always amazed at how things in life could be so fascinating. I would often walk out to the garage after my Grandfather and Grandmother and myself had dinner. I remember it like yesterday when I close my eyes. We would eat our dinner often on the sun porch which had a view of the water, lots of apple and plum trees, and in the middle, sixteen feet in the air, a big hand made martin house. my grandmother would always talking to the birds, and I could never figure out why all the scraps would go in the middle of the back yard by the trees, and every morning I would look out the window and potato peels, leeks, and other leftover debris was gone. I often asked my grandmother "Gumma, where does it go?" My grandmother named Margaret Johanna, better known as Maggie, would always answer "Tombo, we all have to do our part to make sure nothing is wasted, and everything deserves to eat." As I got older I would come to really respect such a comment.She always cared about others, their feelings, and if they were okay. I actually remember her telling me stories of in the Great depression of people coming to her door asking for a meal. She never turned anyone away. At a young age my Grandparents and I would watch the sunrise, study rocks, bird watch, and just do things together. I young boy hanging out with people in their late sixties. I learned from them, but the lessons I would learn would sporadically come into focus and be stronger as I became older, and became more consience of human compassion, conviction, determination, and the will and strength that everyone has in them. It is just up to them to let it blossom, grow, and flourish. One of my grandmothers sayings still sits in my thoughts as if it is told tome everyday by her. That saying "People can make their own destiny, and people can also make their own misery."Even to this day I believe this to be one of the most profound and accurate statements I have ever heard. My grandmother was like no other. Out of the middle of no way she would wiggle the end of my nose and say "we have an art project today Tombo". She was so cool when she would outline my head on a piece of paper, and then take Indian corn, and both of us would take the kernels off of the corn cobs and glue them strategically on the paper. Then she would put it on the wall so everyone could see what we had accomplished. It gave me a feeling that I see in the eyes of new home buyers once in a while, a single parent that just closed on a home by themselves, or the family that struggled for ever to have a down payment and now has a place to call their home. Not a house, but a home. There is a difference. I can look at them and I can just feel the enormous pride and accomplishment they have made. Similar to the same feeling I obtained by a wonderful old Danish woman helping me understand myself. As Realtors, I cannot think of a better reward than when you see that tear welling up in someones eye, a husband hugging his wife and child, along with a security kiss. They know what goal, what dream, what wonderful accomplishment they have just made. I know that tear in their eye. I get choked up when some man has a smile a mile wide on his face, along with his wife, grabs you, gives you a big hug, and with those glossy eyes says in the most sincere manner "Thank You, Really, Thank You so much"
It may just be me, but I work hard, at times I feel down, and sometimes I wonder when it will get better. This changes immediately when a couple you have made an apppointment with that wants to purchase, or work with you show up for their appointment and you can just feel the enthusiasm. It is even better when the husband says "My wife has been waiting for this the last couple of days,and is excited. I am, I think you are the one that can't stop telling our friends that we are buying a home" The wife will say. For the next couple of minutes you observe this charming little love spat, and you realize that they, as well as you, know exactly the excitement they are feeling!
Energy never is eliminated or goes anywhere without being used, consumed, or stored. However, the energy has to be directed and can result in a positive means, or energy that really becomes of a negative purpose. I think as much as we try, and I am the first to tell you that I pray for a Real Estate market that was once taken for granted by myself. I find myself saying "God, give me one more really great Real Estate market, and I promise you I will not screw it up"
Funny, thinking back now, if I would have said such a thing in front of my grandmother she would have said "Don't be hard on yourself Tombo" She then would have put her arm through mine and said "Okay young man, it is time for you to take this Grandmother of yours for a long walk so we can see if the landscape has changed since yesterday" I gladly would have done this little fast swing dance with her, and off we would be taking that walk, looking for changes in the landscape, and from there she would be teaching me how to identify certain types of field grasses, or we would sit for endless moments watching birds make nests. In an infinite wisdom I would get a response from her "Remember this moment Tom, it is the little things in life that really count"
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