A PA’s LEMONADE
This week, Lianne’s on holiday with her family. I’ve had some time to reflect on the past 7 years since I moved from Germany and started working for Lianne in the UK. I’m sure it has everything to do with her returning to my life recently. There are several FB memories from 7 years ago that include Lianne, and then there were approximately 4 years where she and I weren’t connected at all. During that time she suffered major, life threatening surgies and I divorced and then subsequently, fell in love. That relationship ended up being soul threatening, as well. Professionally, I’m comfortable in a supportive role, but personally, I need some sort of equality and that’s where I was self-distructing. Exactly the way Lianne was being when I left her in the fall of 2009. But as I previously stated, she’s come along way.
It’s the crazy times during that summer that I remember most. The emotional ups and downs and making, ‘lemonade out of lemons’ are what is engrained in my mind. Lianne’s fitness show had just launched and the future was bright. But then one day, she told me that she was going on holiday to Spain with her fiancé, his kids and his parents, as well as, her son and his mate. I would have some time to focus on press releases, and other work, alone. I couldn’t wait to have a moment to just work and focus on me for a couple of days. That did not happen. We are talking about Lianne, here. She called me the second day of the trip to tell me she had looked through her fiance’s phone and discovered he was very active in the online dating scene, claiming single. If you know Lianne, you know she went nuclear. The first thing she did was call me for help. I was sent an e-ticket and told an Aston Martin and her driver/body guard had been ordered to pick me up for the airport in 6 hours.
I was at first annoyed then instantly embrassed the situation for what it was. I was going to be flown to Spain to spend a week in a private villa right near the beach and support my friend. I instantly thought, “how is any of this bad?” So off I went. Lianne was in a state to say the least. She took her son and his mate and sorted out a private villa before I arrived. Once there, I constantly did and said stupid ‘American’ stuff which is how Lianne learned to embrasse the trip for what it was; a week in Spain with people who loved her. The only down side to the Spain trip was her ass licking driver had to be there with us. He needed more nurturing than Lianne and he was just the fucking driver! Lianne did fire him after that trip, thank God. We returned home to more madness, which included; locking the ex-fiance out of the house and of course, firing that retarded ass licker of a driver. The emotional chaos ensued. I eventually left Twickenham for whatever reason and Lianne took work in Austrailia.
She and I came full circle in June of this year when she found herself in Thailand, without professional support. She called me. I was grateful to say the least. And considering my recent emotional ups and downs, I was proud of myself that I instantly reacted with a confident yes. I didn’t know if going to Thailand was best for me or her, what I knew is, it just felt right to go. And that is a trip I’ll never, ever forget. The assisting with certain writing and PR work was one thing, but to observe a ‘Ping Pong’ show and commentate on it, was another. I thought, “Lianne, you’ve really lost the plot now.!”
The show was odd at best and will haunt my dreams for a long time to come. I’m truly grateful for ‘Temple day’, playing with baby tigers and the peacefulness they brought on after such a culture shock of lady boys and ping pongs. But the response from the Bangkok project has been overwhelmingly positive. I’m grateful to her demands at times, they are what I need without at first realizing. She and the entire trip was very enlightening in many ways and I look forward to making more ‘lemonade’ in the future.