What if the phone call came from someone who passed away?
That is the question posed in the upcoming novel “The First Phone Call from Heaven,” by Mitch Albom. It will be available November 12th, 2013. I can’t wait to read it since I heard Mr. Albom read an excerpt live this past Summer.
You can read about that here ->”My Tuesday with Mitch” http://wp.me/p39Wdr-8K
Here is a teaser video from Mitch Albom; the goosebump moments start about 19 seconds in… Sigh.
Next Tuesday is the day. If you are interested in reading more or even pre-ordering, I have a link through my Blog to Amazon below:
I can only imagine…
But the thought of having an hour and a half conversation with an inspiring author and sportswriter makes me happy. So join me in my mind as we order some wine. (I’ll have a glass of Riesling, please.)
I recently attended a recent National Writers Series event at the City Opera House in Northern Michigan that featured Mitch Albom. I graduated from Michigan State University’s College of Communication Arts & Sciences, so I had a professional as well as personal interest in what he had to say. I also consider myself a sportsperson. I enjoy watching football, basketball and golf, and dance is as athletic and graceful as any other sport. I became a fan of Mr. Albom when his first book, “Tuesdays with Morrie,” was recommended to the world (and me) by Oprah.
ESPN is on continuously at our home. Its recaps of big games are great, but my favorite segments are the “tear jerking” stories of REAL people with REAL stories of TRIUMPH over adversity. Mr. Albom excels at this type of story in his Detroit Free Press column, and on his own web site. (Hmmm…I think I’ll have beer instead.)
My own ‘Tuesday with Mitch’ (The date was Tuesday, July 2) was an enticing, intriguing, entertaining conversation about life, sports, social media and the never-ending changes in journalism for both print and television. During the event, he shared humorous stories about his sports column, the effort to complete the biography of University of Michigan’s Bo Schemblecher and his coverage of Olympic events. It was a VERY entertaining evening.
His most memorable moments, along with the discussion of his charity work, however, were his thoughts about the many best-selling books he has written. Ironically, most seem to deal with “death” and “after-life.” This fact became of point of laughter with the audience. Some of the 500 or so with me on this ‘date’ wondered if he has some obsession with dying. He responded by saying that even though most subjects involved death in some way; the most important point to take from those stories he told was “HOW to LIVE.” (Disclaimer: I am not quoting “my date” Mitch in anyway, I am simply sharing what I remember, what I “heard” and what I specifically learned that evening.)
Doing a thirty-second recap of inspiration for those who could not join me, these are the top 5 things I learned from best-selling author and sportswriter, Mitch Albom:
In 5, 4, 3, 2, 1…. (On air)
1. Life is hard, have a sense of humor. Writing can be lonely, have a sense of humor.
2. Authentic journalism is hard work. When you make a negative or rude comment about an article, remember that hours of research, development, etc. went into writing it.
3. When looking for a story or writing a story, make an effort to find that unique angle…something that you can feel in your gut, or makes your heart beat faster. If you can physically feel something within yourself…. write that story.
4. Being a “Storyteller” can be a powerful gift. People will come and go in your life for different reasons, but sometimes when you listen to their stories, you can be inspired to tell it to the world.
5. If you can have a positive impact on somebody else’s life with your stories or things that you write…even one person… THAT should be considered SUCCESS.
One more disclosure in the interest of true journalism: my ACTUAL conversation with “my date” Mitch Albom was more of a “fleeting ‘Hi, I love your work, can we take a picture although I know you need to move the line along,” moment. Not memorable in any way to him, no doubt, but to ME…LIFE-CHANGING. (I DID get the picture, however.)
Thank you, Mitch Albom for inspiring me with your work, your stories and for our “evening out.” I am striving hard to be a “Storyteller” like you.
P.S. I am anxiously awaiting your next book, that we happened to get a sneak preview of: “The First Phone Call from Heaven – A Novel.” (Scroll down for amazon links, if interested)
In this fast paced, complex world of technology and social media, let’s remind ourselves, our children and those around us to USE these three simple manners we learned as toddlers.
Simple Manners that SHOULD last thru time (no matter HOW old you are):
“ThreePeat” after me:
1. If you need help, if you need something, if you need anything, please just Say PLEASE.
2. Be grateful for the actions of others, be humble, if you receive a compliment, if you appreciate something, Say THANK YOU.
3. If you mess up, and we all will once in a while….Say I’M SORRY.
A simple concept, that surprisingly needs to be used a lot more! Especially with adults. 🙂
After an all around bad day, filled with bad news for our family, I found myself internalizing these negative thoughts. I needed to hold a strong front for my babies. (Okay, they range from 13 to 3, so they’re not babies but I welcomed them into this fascinating world and to me they are walking miracles.) I continued to harbor those negative feelings within. I was clearly having problems with my internal volume control, so I reached out. All I did was send a simple tweet to my Social Media Girlfriends using their hash tag. It wasn’t directed toward anyone in particular, it was just a little cry for support. I walked away, feeling a little better for releasing some of my internal negative dialogue.
I tended to the kids, folded a couple of towels, filled a glass with milk, and watched my daughter twirl in the three skirts she had just put on. It was all in all, just another precious day. But still the bad news was hanging over my head, like a villain waiting to attack my “non-superheroish” (if that’s even a word) cape.
There was a long silence until my three year old danced in with my phone…
I looked at in complete and utter AWE… it was lighting up with tweets of support, diva dust, hugs, and encouraging words from my social media girlfriends. I started crying. It was the good kind of cry, the one that pats you on your back, taps into your heartstrings and places a quilt of calm to protect you. I honestly couldn’t believe the support out there in social media world, but it’s not surprising from a group of simply fabulous and inspiring women.
It was a VIRTUAL social media GIRLFRIEND hug. It came from all areas of the country, of the world. It was a moment of clarity, of support, of friendship, and I physically felt it.
In the words of #smgirlfriends, the #diva dust was tossed out for more support. It was as if a magic wand passed over me to ignite my strength to carry on. My social media girlfriend #divashield was officially up to tackle the problem. It is amazing how three hash tags, and a multitude of supportive 140 character tweets simply changed my life, especially on this bad day. For that I am TRULY grateful for Dabney Porte and the fantastic group of Social Media Girlfriends. You all LIFTED me up with words of encouragement. THIS is how the POWER of Social Media should be used.
Thank you, friends…from the bottom of my heart. Today you gave me wings (in the words of our dear friend Dabney) to “SPARKLE and SOAR!”
Dancing in Gratitude with Love,
Pam McCormick (aka @Dancinmoma)
It’s a relationship like none other. From the moment that swaddled tiny human being is handed to YOU; your heart overflows with LOVE. Then a precious, miraculous moment follows… the tiny baby girl opens her eyes and looks into yours. It will take your breath away.
You are a DADDY.
The moments are fleeting but so joyous. She will grow right in front of your eyes, with her unconditional love. She will wear her heart on her sleeve. She will fill your soul with an infectious laughter, and will turn to you with her tears. That precious baby girl, your daughter, is your biggest fan. She will follow you around in your big shoes, literally, and she’ll watch you. How you work. How you treat her Mommy. How you make funny noises with your mouth. How you take your pencil, circling it around to create beautiful drawings for her. Your daughter is simply mesmerized with your being.
She puts on her princess dress and twirls in front of you.
You pick her up and spin her around, again locking eyes. You can see that in her smile is PURE JOY!!
“Dance with me, Daddy!”
As she places her tiny feet onto yours, the music starts and together you dance. You will treasure this moment for the rest of your life. In fact you will honor each moment that you are hand in hand swaying to music and twirling on the dance floor in your home.
Soon she gets a little older, she’ll still spin for you with a new outfit or new shoes, but her attention span has widened. She spends time with friends, listens to music, goes to dance class, and writes in her journal. She reads her latest book, watches her favorite television show, and becomes obsessed with the new boy band or singer. That baby girl, who eyes were only for Daddy, seems to be drifting, growing and blooming into a beautiful young woman. Soon she’ll ask you to drop her off a block early, or at the door of the mall, so no one sees you.
But don’t fret; you are still her one and only DADDY. You will always be a huge part of her ever-expanding heart. She will turn to you in times of need, she’ll ask for your advice, share funny stories, and laugh heartily when you play the old songs to which you danced. She will always be your BABY Girl.
“Daddy, I made the cheerleading squad!”
“Daddy, why are boys so silly?”
“Daddy, sometimes girls can be really mean.”
“Daddy, a boy asked me to dance!”
“Daddy, why do bad things happen to good people?”
“Daddy, what would you do?”
“Daddy, I met someone!”
“Daddy, we’re getting married.”
The wedding march music begins in the church. It is time to walk your Baby Girl, your precious daughter down the aisle to her future spouse. Memories of her childhood flood your mind as tears roll down your face. She turns to you with those same eyes that met you for the first time a long time ago and says, “I LOVE YOU, Daddy.”
To my Dad and all of the Dad’s out there…
Happy Father’s Day.
“Any man can be a father, but it takes someone special to be a DADDY.” ~ Proverb
How often do you respond and actually do it? Does it take a sales meeting, a weather related emergency, a sporting event, an advertising pitch, a failure, or a creative session? Or perhaps it takes a minor emergency with your family or a loved one?
What motivates you to RISE?
In the dance world we teach “relevé” which means ‘to rise’. (re•le•vé [rel-uh-vey; French ruhluh-vey]) For the younger student, I often refer to it as their ballet “elevator.” It will get them from a lower position to an even higher one. We can learn from this, out of habit, do you usually go to the “same floor” in your “elevator?” You go there every day, well, because…. that’s what is expected of you. You are in your comfort zone. However, even YOU can use this dance ‘elevator’ to rise up to YOUR occasion. Stop and stand for a moment. Lift your heels off the ground, and then look around. Physically you’re a little higher; you’ve stretched a bit farther. You may even notice a subtle difference in the view of your world.
Today, I challenge you to rise to a different floor.
Feel the positive momentum of your floor rising, up, up, up until you have reached your new destination today. The elevator doors open on a new location with a new perspective. Exactly what you needed for that new idea, for that problem needing to be solved, that superb sales pitch, the book you’re trying to write, that team you will face.
Each morning the sun will rise, and each time the hues or colors will stir up new views. Each sunrise provides a new hope of the day ahead and a refreshing point of view. There are days it seems to go fast and there are days it is very gradual. But the sun will always rise and so should we.
Now sit down, pause and slowly rise to your feet. Now sit down and jump up even higher…. Rise up! Rise to the occasion whatever it may be. Stand strong to your convictions, believe in yourself, grab hands with your teammates in life and have faith in the possibilities.
Lift your heels and see the view…
You have risen to a new height!
What do YOU see?