Pass The Salt And Ketchup "Name Reveal” My Life Story part 2

Dang…Where is my phone!? When I arrived at the hospital it was in my possession. OH, there it is, “Hey Pam I took your phone while they were running test on you, and I contacted everyone who I thought was important” Who invited her to invade my personal space?! But Yeah, that’s what she said, this frenemy of mine. I was so consumed with warring for survival I couldn’t ponder the enemy seen and unseen. Lying there with a steady flow of meds running through my veins I’m fading, fading, fading away, then I glanced around and noticed all these people in my room. Looking from left to right, right to left I recognized friends, associates, and the frenemy. What is so funny! With a blur I could see her laughing and hear her saying “Pass The Salt and Ketchup” Distracted and faded I am aware there is another battle going on. Aligning my mind and body according to my fight position was a challenge. I had to remind myself I am like the eagle; I will fly above above above the storm. Then it happened again, a new group of visitors, same old story, there she was right there in middle lying and laughing saying, “Pass The Salt And Ketchup.” I’m the spectacle and she is the show. Finally, the week I was to be released from the hospital, a friend who was present while my frenemy was there gave me clarity to what was going on. Frenemy went through my contacts in my phone and called a family member to inform them “the doctor’s report” that I would not live throughout the night. Said family member was faithful, optimistic, and out to lunch with colleagues ignored her and said “Pass The Salt and Ketchup. This frenemy of mine mocked me and my family, she told my friends and associates and anyone who would listen, that my family didn’t care anything about me. Other friends and associates confirmed the story, she did too. Was I disappointed? Yes, However, I had compassion, her issues are well beyond my understanding. Motivated to survive was an understatement. I vowed and promised, promised and vowed, if I survived every humanitarian effort that I create would be in the name of “Pass The Salt and Ketchup”. What was used as an attempt to humiliate and demoralize me, I will use to encourage and inspire others. When I think about my life story, I often revert to the quote “The most successful people see adversity not as a stumbling block, but as a steppingstone to greatness” What will you use to inspire and encourage others as you take your steppingstones to greatness?

Pamela Gardner