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A Short, Sharp Story That Will Give You Strength- Guaranteed

I was at the junior rugby club annual ball chatting to a mother of one of the boys. We were talking about young girls and first dates. And she told me something about what happened to her during her ‘dating’ years that really struck and surprised me. It’s a powerful message for our lives and business success. At the very least, it will make you pause and reflect.

Liverpool Football Club toured Asia and Australia last month and the YouTube video of the packed grounds in Jakarta and Melbourne roaring out the Liverpool song is just amazing…. That chorus…”YOU’LL NEVER WALK ALONE!!!!!!!!!!!” And it reminded me of what Sophie told me at the rugby dinner. It all links.

“Every time a boy would ask me out my father would insist they pick me up from home and that they meet the family,” Sophie told me. “But why did he insist that?” I asked. And her answer- so simple- is the key to giving yourself strength, whenever you need it. Her father’s view about the would-be beaus was this:

What Happened This Week When They Found A Tumor In My Throat

“Yip- it looks like a cancer,” the specialist sighed, pointing to the video picture of the tumor growing out of my vocal chords.

“Treatable?” I asked, petrified. “Oh yes,” he replied. “But not necessarily curable.” This was last Monday. So began the worst week of my life. Here’s what happened next.

My voice had been getting increasingly hoarse for months. “Acid reflux caused by increasing size of your gut,” the GP had counseled. Then I struggled swallowing. And could only speak in a whisper. So to the specialist I went last Monday. He had the bedside manner of a cobra, found a tumor, speculated cancer, gave zero reassurance.

“I’ll remove it surgically if I can on Wednesday. Then pathology. If cancer, come to the hospital next Tuesday and we’ll advice treatment. If it’s early stage cancer, then likely more surgery and radiation. If spread, then chemotherapy too and a 50/50 survival chance. If spread a lot, then not much we can do.” And that was it. I walked out into the sunlight devastated. So began the five worst days of my life… days underpinned by one terrible thing: