I’ve been knocked on my butt three times:
1. I ended up a janitor after graduating from college with honors.
2. I was diagnosed with cancer.
3. I was made part-time at my current dream job.
All three have resulted in blessings:
1. I met great people while I was a janitor, including my now mother-in-law who introduced me to my now wife (and mother of my kids.)
2. I survived cancer and have been able to do some cool things to help other cancer survivors.
3. I found out how much Mississippians like what I do and I’m getting to explore new, exciting uses of my talent.
You’ll get knocked down. And I know I’ll get knocked down again. Maybe even harder. But I also know that falling down doesn’t mean I have to stay down.