Sneak Peak

Over the last six weeks I’ve been kept pretty busy. It never ceases to amaze me how quickly a business, its marketing and strategies can shift. One of the things I’ve been working is a move of this blog as well as its recreation.

I’ve mentioned a Mastermind Group which I’ve been learning from and so much of the content there has helped me to make the coming website a far better experience.

One of the topics Yaro talks about in the early lessons is writing an ‘About Page’. He’s not talking about a simple blurb about yourself. The recommendation is to aim for 5000 words and I’ve been working on this for the last couple of weeks. At first I thought it might be difficult to write about my life and actually come up with 5-6000 words but I find that I’m actually enjoying it a great deal.

Since I’ve been rather quiet in pursuit of the recreation of this website and other projects I have decided to share the first page to give you a sneak peak at what you’ll find on the new website.

And here it comes…

The Story of a Networker

“Time is a companion that goes with us on a journey. It
reminds us to cherish each moment, because it will never come again.
What we leave behind is not as important as how we have lived.”
-Captain Jean-Luc Picard, played by Patrick Stewart, from the film Star Trek: Generations.

During the early years of our lives we spend so much of our time
looking forward, dreaming of what we want to be. We laugh, play and
dream of becoming doctors OR the actor who plays one on television only
to spend the latter part of our life looking back on those dreams.

I decided to stop looking back and start dreaming again.

The Wonder Years

Growing up I always considered my life to be quiet and therefore,
boring. Even though events in the early part of my life would shape me
to be a very introverted and fearful person, I was gifted with a sense
of adventure and wonderment. This would create quite a conflict within
for many years as my adventurous side would try to make its way out.

I was born on June 1st, 1975 to my parents, Richard and Beverly
Draayer, in a small hospital in the town of Albert Lea, Minnesota. I
was to be the first of three children; Cheryl came the following
year and 8 years after her Laura entered our lives.

My parents raised me to believe in God, his values and a quiet life
shared with loved one although I would struggle with wanting a quiet life. On Sunday’s we made the weekly visit to a small
church and during the week I attended the Hollandale Christian School
(HCS). I attended that school from K - 8th grade and have fond memories
of recess, art classes (my specialty) and friends.

One such memory, details a day out on the soccer field.

On this particular day, I was elected to be the goalie. I hated being
the goalie but since I enjoyed soccer the most, I didn’t complain. As
memory serves, the members of the opposing team were rushing my way,
determined to score. My palms were sweating with anticipation as they
gained ground, continuing to control the ball and took the shot. I side
stepped to block the ball, and succeeded but didn’t realize that I
would be stopping it point blank, with - [wait for it] - my face.

After Hollandale Christian School I entered the public school system
and it was a big culture shock for me. At my previous school we had a
very relaxed environment and had one teacher for the entire year. The
curriculum was also more relaxed and consisted of religious subjects
and story times as well.

The years before High School were a quiet time for me but I
discovered some foundational truths about myself as well. During this
time I would develop a love for music and art.

Encouraged by my Aunt I began to delve into many forms of art. I
spent time on free hand drawing, charcoals, watercolors, oil paints and
played with other forms of art over the years. Free hand drawing came
easy for me but I remember many summer vacations spent up north on Ruth
Lake being taught by her in the forms of oil and watercolor painting.

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2 Responses to “ Sneak Peak ”

  1. No fair! I hate cliffhangers. And it is so interesting; I mean a place by the name of Albert Lea sounds rather idyllic like it should have lakes and tall trees and misty mornings. It sounds like a wonderful place to grow up. I’ll be looking forward to the rest.

  2. Deb - Albert Lea is a town of about 20,000 people or somewhere near to that. During the early years I’ve described in this part of the article I spent most of my time in Hollandale where I went to school.

    Albert Lea is somewhat as you describe it although some critical of its lack of growth. Not that all towns should become cities and flourish but for years there really was nothing to speak of in Albert Lea.

    This is changing now.

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