Grief is like a boomerang. Not that I have a lot of experience with boomerangs, but I know if it’s thrown, it comes back to you. The further you throw it, the longer it takes to come back.
But it will come back nonetheless.
Last week, I felt really good.
I thought I threw that boomerang of grief pretty far. Unfortunately, while I was looking the other way, it came back and caught me off guard.
This week, we were able to tie up many loose ends for Sea Schor. We no longer have to worry about keeping fish alive or what to do with the store or his vans.
People are congratulating me that we were finally able to sell the store to an honest businessman.
I SHOULD be celebrating.
In fact, if you asked me last week, I would have said I am going to be enjoying a glass of wine once all of the business concerns were addressed.
But this week, I am heartbroken. All of the progress made with the business is bittersweet.
Steve worked REALLY hard to keep Sea Schor alive. He made sure all of his clients and employees became family.
He put way too many hours into keeping his dream alive.
We never realized his life would be cut short and that in the end his business wouldn’t really matter.
When it comes to money, employees and friends will forget all of the good things someone has done for them. People you trust and rely on, will do whatever it takes to get ahead.
Steve had a heart of gold and he would drop anything he was doing to help his clients, employees, family or friends.
I now see that is not how the business world is run. People easily forget good deeds once they are faced with the possibility of getting ahead.
That breaks my heart.
We have had to deal with disloyalty and dishonesty throughout this entire process.
I know Steve would be so very heartbroken to know that people he knew and trusted chose the paths that they did.
I also know that if he were able to beat Covid, he would have prioritized things differently and maybe spent less time at work and more time at home with us.
After all of his hours of hard work and dedication to Sea Schor, all I have left are business cards, pens and t-shirts.
So, I guess the lesson in this blog is for all of the people out there who spend way too much time at work trying to get ahead.
If you can, spend more time with the ones you love.
If you have to work long hours, call or text throughout the day to let your family know how important they are to you.
Money is great.
But in the end, your family won’t want more money.
They will want more time spent with you.
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