{"id":657,"date":"2024-09-05T17:27:54","date_gmt":"2024-09-05T17:27:54","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/theaihumanparadox.com\/?p=657"},"modified":"2026-04-07T00:43:05","modified_gmt":"2026-04-07T00:43:05","slug":"my-story","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/theaihumanparadox.com\/es\/my-story\/","title":{"rendered":"My Story"},"content":{"rendered":"<div data-elementor-type=\"wp-post\" data-elementor-id=\"657\" class=\"elementor elementor-657\" data-elementor-post-type=\"post\">\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-38084a5 e-flex e-con-boxed e-con e-parent\" data-id=\"38084a5\" data-element_type=\"container\">\n\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"e-con-inner\">\n\t\t<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-85a6c31 e-con-full e-flex e-con e-child\" data-id=\"85a6c31\" data-element_type=\"container\">\n\t\t<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-8a6ac59 e-con-full e-flex e-con e-child\" data-id=\"8a6ac59\" data-element_type=\"container\">\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-721bf4a elementor-widget elementor-widget-image\" data-id=\"721bf4a\" data-element_type=\"widget\" data-widget_type=\"image.default\">\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-widget-container\">\n\t\t\t<style>\/*! elementor - v3.22.0 - 26-06-2024 *\/\n.elementor-widget-image{text-align:center}.elementor-widget-image a{display:inline-block}.elementor-widget-image a img[src$=\".svg\"]{width:48px}.elementor-widget-image img{vertical-align:middle;display:inline-block}<\/style>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<img decoding=\"async\" width=\"200\" height=\"119\" src=\"https:\/\/theaihumanparadox.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/08\/image-7.webp\" class=\"attachment-full size-full wp-image-595\" alt=\"\" srcset=\"https:\/\/theaihumanparadox.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/08\/image-7.webp 200w, https:\/\/theaihumanparadox.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/08\/image-7-18x12.webp 18w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 200px) 100vw, 200px\" \/>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-bb7b5be e-con-full e-flex e-con e-child\" data-id=\"bb7b5be\" data-element_type=\"container\">\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-8ef98d7 elementor-widget elementor-widget-text-editor\" data-id=\"8ef98d7\" data-element_type=\"widget\" data-widget_type=\"text-editor.default\">\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-widget-container\">\n\t\t\t<style>\/*! elementor - v3.22.0 - 26-06-2024 *\/\n.elementor-widget-text-editor.elementor-drop-cap-view-stacked .elementor-drop-cap{background-color:#69727d;color:#fff}.elementor-widget-text-editor.elementor-drop-cap-view-framed .elementor-drop-cap{color:#69727d;border:3px solid;background-color:transparent}.elementor-widget-text-editor:not(.elementor-drop-cap-view-default) .elementor-drop-cap{margin-top:8px}.elementor-widget-text-editor:not(.elementor-drop-cap-view-default) .elementor-drop-cap-letter{width:1em;height:1em}.elementor-widget-text-editor .elementor-drop-cap{float:left;text-align:center;line-height:1;font-size:50px}.elementor-widget-text-editor .elementor-drop-cap-letter{display:inline-block}<\/style>\t\t\t\t<p>My Story.\u00a0 2020 was an unforgettable year for many. Covid was introduced and chaos followed. My 2020 story is one of loss and recovery. Spring started with the loss of my position and income due to COVID. My dad suffered a stroke landing him in the hospital alone for 5 days. When I picked him up, he was in the solid clothes that he went in on the stretcher. He was not happy with his right arm and hand not working well and his speech was hard to understand. A week later my Betsy was in home hospice. In came the hospital bed, oxygen machine with 30\u2019 of hose, and the medications. A few days later my dad entered home hospice as going back to that forsaken hospital and being all alone was not an option. Another hospital bed, oxygen machine with another 30\u2019of hose, and the medications. The first floor of the house looked like a form of the ER. Both of my parents choose home hospice and me as their full-time caregiver.<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-f1f9752 e-flex e-con-boxed e-con e-parent\" data-id=\"f1f9752\" data-element_type=\"container\">\n\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"e-con-inner\">\n\t\t<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-4547291 e-con-full e-flex e-con e-child\" data-id=\"4547291\" data-element_type=\"container\">\n\t\t<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-be5743a e-con-full e-flex e-con e-child\" data-id=\"be5743a\" data-element_type=\"container\">\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-8a1e84c elementor-widget elementor-widget-text-editor\" data-id=\"8a1e84c\" data-element_type=\"widget\" data-widget_type=\"text-editor.default\">\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-widget-container\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<p>My stepmother died in the late afternoon of June 12th, followed by my dad\u2019s death in the early hours of June 14th. After Betsy died, everyone left but my son and I. Then, an answer to my silent prayers my stepsister and her husband arrived out of the blue saying that they could not leave me alone to face the inevitable. My father died at 3 am. I covered him and shut off the oxygen machine that hummed throughout the house. Finally, there was silence, a stranger for the past few months. I was sleeping on Betsy\u2019s vacated hospital bed. It was the only bed available. I plopped down face down on that plastic mattress and cried. Next thing I know my stepsister was laying on top of me and holding me tight. This just made the emotions come out more.<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-7303783 elementor-widget elementor-widget-text-editor\" data-id=\"7303783\" data-element_type=\"widget\" data-widget_type=\"text-editor.default\">\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-widget-container\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<p>I called the crematory again to schedule the pick-up.\u00a0 When the driver arrived, he was surprised that he was back at this address.\u00a0 I assured him this would be the last trip for a while. He took my dad out and I signed the paperwork.\u00a0 The nurse from Home Hospice gave me some helpful advice and the name of a book from our brief conversation that she thought I would like to read. That book is\u00a0<u>The Disappearance of the Universe,<\/u>\u00a0by Gary R. Renard.\u00a0 I keep this book in my library.<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-f26a4c3 elementor-widget elementor-widget-text-editor\" data-id=\"f26a4c3\" data-element_type=\"widget\" data-widget_type=\"text-editor.default\">\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-widget-container\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<p>I went home about 7 am to see my live-in girlfriend and dogs.\u00a0 When I arrived, she was getting her coffee. I said my father died. She said, I know you texted me at 3 am. Then she turned to tend to her coffee.\u00a0 I said &#8211; that\u2019s all you have for me.\u00a0 She asked what I wanted.\u00a0 I said nothing and that we are done. The live-in relationship of 2 years ended. Fast forward a month and she had not found a place to live. So, she came with me to live at my dad\u2019s house temporarily.\u00a0 Separate rooms. I planned to update this house and decide what to do next year.<\/p><p>I have been going to Nantucket for the past 6 years to a good friend\u2019s house. This year it was just me and my soul mate rescue dog. These 16 days would be a reset for me.\u00a0 For the first 3 days I just sat in the chair and watched the white lace curtains blow in the ocean breeze. I could feel the stress starting to lessen the second day. My dog Reed and I walked the beaches and just laid low.\u00a0 Then Reed started to act odd.\u00a0Not eating much, lost some weight, and had the look of a sad dog. We loaded the truck and headed home Saturday afternoon.\u00a0 Sunday, I called the Vet ER and in we went.<\/p><p>The ER wanted to run tests which I agreed. Anything for Reed. They came back with the test results and asked to keep Reed overnight to observe him and treat him.\u00a0 I reluctantly agreed and went home alone to that home that used to be bustling with activity.\u00a0 Now, it is just a house with solemn silence.\u00a0 The ER called to tell me that Reed\u2019s liver had given out, and he is at stage 4.\u00a0 Reed was my soul mate dog rescue. We bonded immediately.\u00a0 I could think of going for a walk and Reed would be at my feet ready. I picked up Reed and he laid in the comfy chair next to my desk.\u00a0I quickly realized that Reed was not feeling well at all.\u00a0 I called the ER and scheduled our appointment to have read put to sleep. He died with his head in my lap as I sat on the floor.\u00a0 He went quickly and that was some comfort.\u00a0 I went out to the car to release my emotions and compose myself so I could drive.<\/p><p>Looking back, this 60-day period changed my life in every way. The one thing I knew was that I did not want to be here anymore. I overcame these events through a healing process that I credit to my learned skills. I have been a Reiki Master for many years and a meditator for as long.\u00a0 What these eighteen months taught me is we can all create the lives we want. I went to work, focusing on what I cold cobble together for what I wanted in the near term.<\/p><p>The result of the work I did has placed me squarely in the best years of my life. Today, I am with the eternal love of my life, no debt, and a beautiful home full of love, with close friends that feel more like family. My struggles, challenges, and the heinous harassment of a disturbed family member (police report on file) after my parents\u2019 death have transitioned me into who I am today. This recovery never ceases to amaze me. I hosted an International Intention group and coach people as need.<\/p><p>What I did was nothing short of amazing. I truly believe anybody can transform their lives with the right coaching, belief in yourself, and the belief you will succeed in Business and Life.\u00a0 No two paths are the same.\u00a0 It is not as much the path you take; it is the choices you make while on that path, that make the difference.\u00a0 My belief for decades:<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-2f54187 elementor-widget elementor-widget-text-editor\" data-id=\"2f54187\" data-element_type=\"widget\" data-widget_type=\"text-editor.default\">\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-widget-container\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<p><strong>\u201cIf you believe you can, or if you believe you can\u2019t, you are right\u201d Henry Ford<\/strong><\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My Story.\u00a0 2020 was an unforgettable year for many. 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