When I bought my home, the bank owned 48%. It was a ten-year mortgage.
Inspired by Liam Ireland’s: The Life Of A Writer, Lots Of Hard Work And A Little Inspiration.
And these words inspired me to write this story.
My hourly rate, working for private clients as well as the newspaper, was insanely high and on the back of it, my wife and I moved up the property ladder to a half-million pound house. A beautiful Jaguar XJ12 was parked on the drive and life felt pretty good. Then it all came crashing down due to an economic crisis and I lost all my clients, my career, my house, and my family.
Liam Ireland
Parts of it are true, but it's written this way for better understanding.
The Life of a Writer, Lots of Hard Work and a Little Inspiration
You Don't Choose To Be a Writer, It Choose You
Successful businessman Bruce Lintt was invited to speak to the graduating class of 2023 at the University of Presswood in Upstate New York.
Observing the eager, innocent faces, the pain he endured that he held on to and used as a guide when life tested him, he could feel. He sensed and understood as it sat in the eyes, revealed in the expressions, and showed in the body language of the graduates. Fear lingered close by, too.
Bruce decided to make it short and simple.
Before he could speak, a timid voice in the middle aisle three rows from the back said, as someone handed him a microphone, “I missed most of your last interview on YUVX two days ago. You said you won and beat the competition because you chose when to start living. I mean, how?”
A young man asked as chairs were moved out of his way and he wheeled himself closer.
Someone cleared the way for him so Bruce could have eye contact as he spoke.
“How can anyone choose when to live? Aren’t you living from birth?”
Bruce smiled, thanking life, Fate, or Destiny for making this easier for him.
“What is your idea of living?” he questions.
“I am in a wheelchair,” he expressed. “Without a miracle, there is no hope for me.”
“So, you stopped living?”
“Being able to walk would be living for me.”
“So, what will you be doing when you get your degree?”
“I haven’t decided yet.”
“But you are alive, and life is more than being able to walk,” Bruce encourages.
“Being able to walk is my idea of living,” he explained.
Bruce’s eyes turned to the audience.
“When I own my own home in an upscale neighborhood,” someone said.
“When I own my Lexus SUV,” another voice alerts as children begin to share their idea of living.
“My own ride, whatever it is.”
“When I get my apartment on Fifth Avenue in New York City.”
“My unlimited credit card.”
“After I saved enough to tour the world.”
“When I move out of my parents’ house.”
“As soon as I have no responsibilities.”
“The moment I am free.”
“Free from what?” someone asked.
“Free to make my own decisions for my life,” the same voice responded.
“I agree,” someone adds. “I want total freedom.”
“There is no such thing as total freedom,” someone informs.
Damn, Bruce’s instincts alert, as hopelessness eased in attempting to take control. These children are not ready to live in the real world.
“The moment I owe no one and own everything I got,” a tiny voice at the back screeched out, grabbing silence and the attention of more than three hundred pairs of eyes. Pushing hopelessness away.
All it took was one smart mind and a different way of thinking. Bruce’s instincts were praised.
Thank you for reading this piece. I hope you enjoyed it.
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