by Rick London
“Congrats ma’am. It’s a commercial real estate developer”, I used to joke in a joking fashion, that the maternity medical staff must have told my dear late mother after giving birth to me. I was the oldest male child in a third generation thriving real estate business in the Deep South. As it turned out, after trying it for four years in my early adulthood, real estate was not for me and I later discovered that big market media and public relations in wasn’t either. A survival of the fittest environment of any type was not my thing. It took a major coronary to figure it out, but as they say it takes what it takes’. I was forced into early retirement…or so they thought.
I never thought in a million years i would nearly die at age 44 (that was in 2001). the medical community was not so sure either (whether I might make it or not). I pinched my skin to discover I was still alive and having been the active person I perceived myself to be, started “making waves” by getting into action But if I were to work, human services said it was would be to “start over” in a stress-less/brainless job. I decided to try retirement after all. Everyone else in town, it seemed, golfed, so I tried. That lasted about a month. One might since Tiger Wood lived near me growing up, some of of his golfing ability might have rubbed off on me. Didn’t happen. I spent more time in sand traps, pin-tree filled woods and shallow lakes than on the actual golf course. Twain was right on target with his golfing quote about golf. It was a chance for a very good walk, but turned out not to be.
I felt like a zombie for nearly 20 years in corporate America. The longer my tenure, the more I realized it was creating a sort of imbalance between who I really was, and what I was truly becoming. I did not like who or what I was becoming, that is, a person willing to give up my real friends in pursuit of the almighty dollar, and often felt I was selling my soul to the devil. Raises, more perks, and all the other goodies didn’t change my mind. This was not for me. Some of my jobs were “to die for”; and some would have just as soon see me six feet under just for the chance at being in them. If only they knew.
On one of (many sick days; I took them all), I sat down sadly with pen and paper, hashing out what an ideal life would be for me. I had read in a self-help book that the process of writing a dream or goal onto paper was/is actually the first step of action; that is bringing it from the subconscious into the universe. It sounded a little dubious at best to me but I was willing to do anything to have a life that made sense to me with at least some way out of the terrible trappings and into something that might seem like some kind of normalcy. I knew what I was doing, might be pleasing society, but it was killing me.
The change was not a neon light egad experience; in fact totally the opposite. Within twelve years one thing led to another. Today I work at home, sometimes in my jammies if I wish. I work next to the one I love, my finance’ Lee. We run an SEO (search engine optimization) firm that is unique in that it offers not only organic SEO, but Twitter custom designed backgrounds and branded products as well as Internet optimization.
I founded what later became Google’s top-ranked offbeat cartoon and has remained so since 2005. I have built numerous E-stores full of funny gifts and collectibles bearing my cartoon images from tees to mugs and more. I founded, design and create the world’s only famous love quote shoes. I founded Mariel Hemingway Healthy Gifts and am partners with actress/author Mariel Hemingway and design all the products in the store.
Through Twitter, Lee and I have met many wonderful people. I became officially adopted by someone I had always admired greatly, Kathy Ireland as her brother, and it is a closer kinship than any I’ve had with any real sibling. She has another adopted brother Jon, and Jon and I are the brothers Kathy never had and Kathy is surely the sister I never had and always wanted. We can and do talk about anything on our minds.
Meeting my better half is the most important thing that ever happened to me on Twitter. I met Lee of whom I had waited a half a century to meet the right woman; even after being engaged twice before. I knew it was not right. This time I know it is right. They say there is a reason for everything. Now I know why. If either of them had, I would never have met Lee, and nothing and nobody in the world means more to me than Lee and my love relationship with her. We work together. We love our work and we work hard at it. We wear many hats. Lee is a graphic designer but she is also the love advice columnist at the Herald de Paris. She did not know SEO when we started our SEO firm, but now knows it as well as any guru (we don’t use that word as we don’t believe it exists) of whom I’ve read their writings. Working with Lee is always a pleasure and feels more like fun than play. It reconfirms that Everything I ever needed to know, I really did learn in Kindergarten. Though we work in a very complex business and world, we keep things very simple, and treat each other (and our clients) the way we wish to be treated. Our love grows stronger every day. As my friends remind me, I am a very lucky man. To love ones work while working with ones lover is as close to utopia as it gets. And I’m there. I can finally say “lucky me”.
About the Author:
Rick London is a writer, cartoonist, and e-entrepreneur. He is co-founder of PenAndInkInc a professional
SEO Firm and partners with his fiance Lee Hiller. Rick London also founded Londons Times
Funny Cartoons and numerous cartoon collectible gift shops which are Google’s #1 ranked.