I had a day last week when I went to bed feeling like I was going to be a celebrity, and I might have more than the allotted “15 minutes of fame”.
My family law attorney’s assistant called me that afternoon and told me my lawyer wanted to publish a blurb about my case to be featured in the firm’s brochure without mentioning my name or details about the case other than to say:
“Another client suffered from a health condition that limited her mobility. We successfully negotiated an agreement that provides her with the support necessary to maintain a well-rounded lifestyle including travel, participating in sports competitions and providing her with an enhanced enjoyment of life.”
My best hope is that another woman whose husband may have left her following a health crisis will be inspired and empowered to seek counsel to help her obtain a similar support agreement which will enhance her quality of life.
On the same day, a representative from a women’s philanthropic organization I’m involved in called to put the finishing touches on a profile of me to be featured on their website. The writer started taking horseback riding lessons when she was in her forties, and was incredulous that I had started after becoming disabled by a stroke at age 35 while pregnant, and gone on to win ribbons in horse shows. She was also fascinated by my blog.
At the end of a short bio about me, she concluded with:
“Amazing” and “special” are adjectives that do not begin to describe her.
She plans to include a link to my blog in her piece they will post to the website. With several hundred women participating in this group, I expect to enjoy more than 15 minutes of fame. I have heard it’s not always everything it’s cracked up to be…