We often believe that because we manage so much, we're invincible. But here's the thing – unknowingly, we can be harming ourselves in the process. This resonated with me, just as I'm sure it resonates with some of you. 

 
Allow me to tell you about the job that tested me greatly. It was difficult not only because I loved it and excelled at it, but also because I had to fight to be fairly evaluated. Then came a pivotal period, an evaluation that blindsided me with false and inaccurate claims. My heart shattered. As I walked back to my office, tears streamed down my face, carrying an overwhelming mix of emotions. Sharing this with my confidant Vic, he urged me to calm down, as he foresaw the toll this could take on my health. Unfortunately, his prediction came true. A few days later, a significant stroke paralyzed my entire left side.

My cognitive faculties remained intact – my ability to think, reason, and remember. This was a reason to celebrate. Despite the physical challenges, I spent the next month in an inpatient rehabilitation facility and the subsequent six months undergoing rehabilitation at home.

One day, while gazing out of my window, I received a call from my dear friend Vic. He inquired about my thoughts, and I admitted to feeling lost in this newfound stillness. I wasn't accustomed to this pace, the absence of a frantic rush. Vic's next words stirred something within me, prompting action.

He said, "Liz, come back to work. Your mind is still sharp, and people need your wisdom." Seeking divine guidance, I wondered if this was the right path. And, with a sense of confirmation, I was released to return. A supernatural fervor enveloped me, and I began to operate with unwavering confidence and power. I now teach nearly all the classes in my department having acquired the necessary certifications, including that of a wellness coach.