A Gentleman's Tale...
In the past recent few weeks, I had been sent a post about a certain person giving credit to a man he called his mentor. Now I know who the comment was referred to and I agree to this fact, yes he was genuinely a nice man. A gentleman that loved his beer, had his share of heartache. Served a branch in the merchant marines and A man that provided for his family... both of them! Fiercely knowing how to love again with great adaptation. After raising his own children ... took on a woman whom he met through a bar he frequented, taking on her children and the likes of all their shenanigans! Yes, a genuine man with a hearty laugh...with quite a bit of wisdom.
I was fortunate to have had many many conversations with this man... outside of what anyone knows! This man found respect towards me and in our conversations that lead into some pretty deep thoughts on a few subjects. Especially a certain individual... (that person) mostly entertained him through "antics" and the games he tried to play. He never referred to him as his other son but someone that amused him...always shaking his head in disappointment when discussing him. "He is never going to learn. He uses his little head instead of the one thats on his shoulders. He chases after fools gold. He just has never figured out his own worth. I'm an old man... he does not listen. We drink beer... It's his beer that talks. "Him" not listening that has to do with always getting his way from his old man. It's a shame for his daughters what he and his ex old lady (wife) has put them thru." I'd listen intently. I never asked too many questions... it was as if he needed to tell this version directly to me.
He loved both of his wives. A generation of never throwing anything away. "Til death do you part" he'd say its what our generation did!. Taking care of his first wife till she died and sadly in his own failing health provided a lifestyle for his second wife that died suddenly after a bout of pneumonia. He would say, "she drives me crazy but I love her. I want her happy and I'd do anything in the world for her. You think this is easy?" He'd laugh, suspenders jumping off his round belly. (Her and my conversations a gem I will treasure. She would say, "that man! He makes me so angry! As she would go off and do her thing and he'd let her. Again though terribly disappointed in that other person's choices. She'd lower her head and say, "I don't know what he is thinking? It makes no sense.")
Through tragedy... this old man, this kind old man who mostly tolerated a lot of BS because of the life he chose to endure. Even as he tried his best to teach his stepson a trade, he found it almost daunting many times wanting to throw in the towel but he never wanted to disappoint his wife. That was her surviving son. He would say, "its the least I can do. I'm not gonna be around forever and neither is his mama. She can give and give.. but once she is gone... there ain't gonna be a soul around to give anymore. He is gonna have to work whether he likes it or not!"
The old man would continue on about this person, a sigh in some undertone that would follow with a laugh of IDK? "You can't be the life of the party all the time! There is a family to provide for... not that I don't want him here but his priorities are all mixed up. Again thats on his old man for not teaching. I can drink with him here but he has to eventually go home. He is not understanding the value of who is trying to provide a real-life and a home for him"
Now I could go on about a few more stories... some personal details but it is not necessary. What is though necessary is how a mentor shapes your life. I'm a life coach. I mentor... I mentor creative-minded woman that is looking for more in their life. I show them and teach them about true natural abilities and we delve into many categories finding the good and ways to expand on who they are! Seeking out what they have right now allowing it to grow into something bigger and better than what they think they have to settle on.
So my question or better curiosity, who claimed this genuinely nice gentleman was his mentor, how? I know for a fact he did not approve of any infidelities and was very well aware of the abuse he caused. I know for a fact he did not approve of this person's lifestyle or how he was raising his children. I know for a tried and true fact that he was terribly disappointed by several hasty drunken choices and openly named them all. Opportunities that were given for that person to make money but he chose to sit on a bar and drink tab after tab instead of chasing the trade he studied...
So as someone claims... he or she for that matter was my mentor; Are you implying...
A mentor guides, bringing out the best in an individual teaching valuable lessons that are to be applied in order to be successful in this life. A mentor ENCOURAGES and approves of GREAT CHOICES and the betterment of life never causing irreparable damage to anyone for the personal gains of self. A mentor relishes in his or her prodigy with pride for the growth and progressions in becoming an evolved person who has learned to raise the bar and not dwell in one. Raising his or her standards so they become the better of who they are meant to be!
So for this person to have claimed, this person was his mentor, I believe he needs to rephrase the word mentor to he was my drinking buddy. I could talk to him and he would listen. I miss him because I no longer have that kind of person that really knows me and he knew exactly what my character was and although he would never out loud cast judgment... it was just someone I was comfortable with and I no longer have that in my life.
The irony in it all... I knew about it all... down to the last detail. The old man's final conversation with me was, "I'm ready to go. I've done all I can for that kid of mine... my daughters can figure it out from here. As far as _______ is concerend he has a hard way to go. He is going to have to deal with every consequence from his stupid choices. If he would have just used his head on his shoulders and stop letting the head in his pants make those ridiculous decisions he'd be a rich man and a happy one at that! You are a beautiful woman and you deserve better than what he has put you through" He said his goodbyes and left...
He walked out of my establishment that I worked... and I never saw him again. His death saddened me for the loss of a genuinely nice man... that put up with more than his share of BS and tragedy.
If people are rolling over in their graves... it would be him and his wife. This as I know, as a clairvoyant and an intuit, I dream of them both all the time! They see the behavior of all and not happy by any of it! I've been told... share what I know! They are watching. Closely!
Meet Me In St. Louis,
Kitryn Marie
If you are looking for a personal mentor or a business coach please visit http://kitryn-marie.weebly.com to learn more about my work. I have open availability. Please schedule your class/session today. kitrynmarie@gmail.com Online for an hour or in person 2 hours... check my website for current pricing. ( Prices are changing come Sept 15th 2019)
I was fortunate to have had many many conversations with this man... outside of what anyone knows! This man found respect towards me and in our conversations that lead into some pretty deep thoughts on a few subjects. Especially a certain individual... (that person) mostly entertained him through "antics" and the games he tried to play. He never referred to him as his other son but someone that amused him...always shaking his head in disappointment when discussing him. "He is never going to learn. He uses his little head instead of the one thats on his shoulders. He chases after fools gold. He just has never figured out his own worth. I'm an old man... he does not listen. We drink beer... It's his beer that talks. "Him" not listening that has to do with always getting his way from his old man. It's a shame for his daughters what he and his ex old lady (wife) has put them thru." I'd listen intently. I never asked too many questions... it was as if he needed to tell this version directly to me.
He loved both of his wives. A generation of never throwing anything away. "Til death do you part" he'd say its what our generation did!. Taking care of his first wife till she died and sadly in his own failing health provided a lifestyle for his second wife that died suddenly after a bout of pneumonia. He would say, "she drives me crazy but I love her. I want her happy and I'd do anything in the world for her. You think this is easy?" He'd laugh, suspenders jumping off his round belly. (Her and my conversations a gem I will treasure. She would say, "that man! He makes me so angry! As she would go off and do her thing and he'd let her. Again though terribly disappointed in that other person's choices. She'd lower her head and say, "I don't know what he is thinking? It makes no sense.")
Through tragedy... this old man, this kind old man who mostly tolerated a lot of BS because of the life he chose to endure. Even as he tried his best to teach his stepson a trade, he found it almost daunting many times wanting to throw in the towel but he never wanted to disappoint his wife. That was her surviving son. He would say, "its the least I can do. I'm not gonna be around forever and neither is his mama. She can give and give.. but once she is gone... there ain't gonna be a soul around to give anymore. He is gonna have to work whether he likes it or not!"
The old man would continue on about this person, a sigh in some undertone that would follow with a laugh of IDK? "You can't be the life of the party all the time! There is a family to provide for... not that I don't want him here but his priorities are all mixed up. Again thats on his old man for not teaching. I can drink with him here but he has to eventually go home. He is not understanding the value of who is trying to provide a real-life and a home for him"
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Now I could go on about a few more stories... some personal details but it is not necessary. What is though necessary is how a mentor shapes your life. I'm a life coach. I mentor... I mentor creative-minded woman that is looking for more in their life. I show them and teach them about true natural abilities and we delve into many categories finding the good and ways to expand on who they are! Seeking out what they have right now allowing it to grow into something bigger and better than what they think they have to settle on.
So my question or better curiosity, who claimed this genuinely nice gentleman was his mentor, how? I know for a fact he did not approve of any infidelities and was very well aware of the abuse he caused. I know for a fact he did not approve of this person's lifestyle or how he was raising his children. I know for a tried and true fact that he was terribly disappointed by several hasty drunken choices and openly named them all. Opportunities that were given for that person to make money but he chose to sit on a bar and drink tab after tab instead of chasing the trade he studied...
So as someone claims... he or she for that matter was my mentor; Are you implying...
A mentor guides, bringing out the best in an individual teaching valuable lessons that are to be applied in order to be successful in this life. A mentor ENCOURAGES and approves of GREAT CHOICES and the betterment of life never causing irreparable damage to anyone for the personal gains of self. A mentor relishes in his or her prodigy with pride for the growth and progressions in becoming an evolved person who has learned to raise the bar and not dwell in one. Raising his or her standards so they become the better of who they are meant to be!
So for this person to have claimed, this person was his mentor, I believe he needs to rephrase the word mentor to he was my drinking buddy. I could talk to him and he would listen. I miss him because I no longer have that kind of person that really knows me and he knew exactly what my character was and although he would never out loud cast judgment... it was just someone I was comfortable with and I no longer have that in my life.
The irony in it all... I knew about it all... down to the last detail. The old man's final conversation with me was, "I'm ready to go. I've done all I can for that kid of mine... my daughters can figure it out from here. As far as _______ is concerend he has a hard way to go. He is going to have to deal with every consequence from his stupid choices. If he would have just used his head on his shoulders and stop letting the head in his pants make those ridiculous decisions he'd be a rich man and a happy one at that! You are a beautiful woman and you deserve better than what he has put you through" He said his goodbyes and left...
He walked out of my establishment that I worked... and I never saw him again. His death saddened me for the loss of a genuinely nice man... that put up with more than his share of BS and tragedy.
If people are rolling over in their graves... it would be him and his wife. This as I know, as a clairvoyant and an intuit, I dream of them both all the time! They see the behavior of all and not happy by any of it! I've been told... share what I know! They are watching. Closely!
Meet Me In St. Louis,
Kitryn Marie
If you are looking for a personal mentor or a business coach please visit http://kitryn-marie.weebly.com to learn more about my work. I have open availability. Please schedule your class/session today. kitrynmarie@gmail.com Online for an hour or in person 2 hours... check my website for current pricing. ( Prices are changing come Sept 15th 2019)
