Everyone has grit and this is how I found that extra grit. At the recommendation of my Prep For College Writing instructor, Professor Amanda Murphy, I watched Angela Lee Duckworth's TedTalk presentation on Grit. This video and the assignment connected to it, inspired in me the desire to share something with you about my life. I never thought to call what I had and what I would learn, Grit, but Ms. Duckworth gave a name to something intangible. The one thing you have to understand as we begin is that at 44 years of age, I
was fortunate enough to marry the woman of my dreams. After several failed
relationship choices, I had arrived at the conclusion that Love was not
something the world needed. From being married at 21 to divorced at 26 and back
to married again at 29 and that relationship lasting 7 years I knew it was time
to do some self-reflection and repair of my love meter. Deep down inside I knew
that my thinking was not only false about love, it was erroneous because it
took grit to recognize the woman that would prove me wrong. Her name was Tonja
and my journey to extra grit had begun. Both of us having been born to and
growing up under very unusual family dynamics, and along with strongly faith
based home environments we were both taught to not only believe in God, but to
also have faith that you can always make it through any challenge.
After meeting Tonja, we started with the challenge of the physical distance
between us, which was something we knew we would have to overcome. During our
courtship, Tonja and I made plans to move from California to another state. Where
you ask? We did not know at the time, however, by the time we were married she
was living in San Francisco and I was in Bakersfield. Now if you are unfamiliar
with the unique geography of California, those two cities are roughly 280 miles
apart. While living in separate cities, there were times when we could not see
one another for weeks. It took every ounce of grit we had to not only stick
though the “connected loneliness” but I also found that this distance unknown
to me at the time, would be like the seeds to the grit I would need in the very
near future.Lastly, as we hiked up a Superstition Mountain's "Treasure Loop #56" the week before Tonja passed, she said to me, “Rodney, I want you to do more; I want you to go higher and help more people.” After I made my arguments as to why I didn’t feel I had it in me to do any more than I was already doing, One week later, God and Tonja would assist me in their own special way, by helping me find the grit I didn’t know I had. I must say, Thank You God for blessing me with Tonja.
