Life sometimes nudges you in directions onto a less comfortable intended path. For a long time I lacked purpose. I did not achieve what I had initially set out to do, but did learn some important lessons along the way.
- I yearned to be a math teacher. I did learn that I was a great instructor.
- I created a computer training program for at risk youth at Covenant House. I learned the true meaning of humbleness.
- I wanted to be a tech guru. I became an invaluable calming resource for those during dire moments where everything was at risk.
- I have an BA in Psychology and an MBA. I am known to take the time to understand how others see the big and small stuff in their life.
My name is Chris. I am a great listener, humble, and dependable to get you from where you feel broken closer to feeling alive again. It is time to take the first step.
My Story
When you are a freshman in high school you are just starting to explore your increased freedom, responsibility, and purpose in life. You go to school where you have rules, expectations, and bullies that belittle you. Like the first of many challenges of adulthood, it is a rough place to start.
I felt lucky to have several generations of family nearby. They instilled the values of family, caring, and gentleness in everything that you do.
I lost my grandma to aggressive breast cancer. I only got one opportunity to say goodbye with many questions unanswered. Days later my great grandma fell down a long staircase and passed away. Her sister died of a broken heart shortly afterwards.
Loss is sometimes a series of painful events in a short period of time.
I wish I could say I responded well to losing a significant part (over 25%) of my family within a month. I had no one outside to speak with to process this situation or the impact on my life. It quickly got to the point where nothing had meaning. Even as an altar server in my church, I almost harmed myself physically.
Life moves on, but it doesn’t mean the struggle ends.
A number of years later, I met the love of my life. We got married and made plans for a future family together. It was a difficult process finally being successful with fertility treatments.
I was looking forward to passing on my values learned from my grandparents. We went to the hospital to find the gender of our child. Three hours later we lost our child (during the week before Christmas) and my wife was in ICU for almost a week near death. What happened? In ancient times it was called toxemia. Today we call it Preeclampsia.
I learned how to take action when life keeps kicking you where it hurts.
I am still married today and we have a child through adoption. I have gone through almost every major life hurdle one can experience.
Next Steps…
I got tired of accepting that there is only one way to recover from loss.
- Our past teaches us about the person we are today. We are a blend of our values and beliefs, not just our circumstances.
- In the fog of darkness, we can’t see what we have. Often we need an outside person to uncover these natural distortions.
- There are many things in this world we cannot control. It doesn’t mean we should give up on our hopes, dreams, and aspirations.
For all these reasons and many more is why I became a loss life coach. To walk in the darker troubled places helping others find their purpose. It is time to recover yourself to a better tomorrow.