I found myself sitting beside a good friend on a couch the other day sharing my story. Taryn Vanderford and I graduated from the University of Nebraska-Lincoln Journalism school just a year apart and as time has passed I’ve watched her excel in her career and caught up with her her at basketball practices for our boys. She invited me onto her 4:00 news show to talk a little about my book and I was thrilled to spend a few minutes with her on air.
It’s still a surprise to me that I can share my story with hundreds of people without a single tear, a kind of clinical distance as if what happened didn’t really happen to me, but I was just reporting a story. And yet when I talk one -on-one with people I know I am taken back to those dark days. And struck by how many life changes happened for me that day. September 3,1997. I could live in that regret…live with thoughts of what could have been, and I guess in some ways I still do. But they are replaced with thoughts of how life has moved on in so many amazing ways. How I have a career and job that I love. Friends I may never have known without this life. Three amazing children I never knew I could have. Today. Right Now.
So at the end of the day, I love telling my story no matter where it is and even if the emotion of that time in my life creeps in and trips me up for a moment. Because if nothing else is true about life, this is. Life sometimes creeps in and trips you up and you have to be ready for it. Even on the days you don’t want to be, you have to choose to find the silver lining. And when you find it, you have a responsibility to help others find it as well.
Silver Lining of the Day: When you see the silver lining, don’t keep it to yourself…help others find it as well!