Thursday, May 18, 2017

Nice Guys Finish Last

Depending on your perspective, you may view this statement as a truth. I do. I accommodate others. I live to see others thrive. I am a nice guy.

I have been stepped on, discarded, passed up and gone unnoticed, and I have never felt an ounce of regret because of it.

Many will say that this is no way to live. I disagree. All of the cracks in my esteem tell a story. They tell a story of joy for another. Each opportunity that has been passed up goes to someone else. Every instance I have refrained from stepping up becomes a learning opportunity for someone else. The more I step back, the further those around me are able to step forward. This is what brings me joy.

What brings me joy is not success – it is leading others to success. What brings me peace is not ensuring that I am taking care of myself – it is taking care of others. What brings me comfort is not knowing that my future is bright – it is doing what I can to brighten the future of others.

Getting ahead means that others are behind me. It means that there are individuals struggling - individuals that need to be listened to, cared for and pushed to the top. I take pride in the accomplishments of those I have helped. When I put others first, I succeed more than I ever could on my own.


When crossing life’s finish line, I would rather be last.