It’s Not What You Get

A wise person once said that in life the value of pursuing your goals or dreams is not what you get when you reach the goal, but rather what you become along the journey. This week, I was once again reminded of the wisdom and value in this statement. What prompted this thought, you might ask? It was the news that Phyllis Jeddry passed her last class and has achieved the status of CPCU – Chartered Property & Casualty Underwriter. She is the third person in a year to achieve this prestigious designation. Her personal story captures a more compelling drama and represents the process of achievement that if noted, can inspire others. Becoming a CPCU is a lofty professional honor, to be sure, but that doesn’t even begin to tell Phyllis’ story. It did get me to thinking.

You see, when I started at DII in 1986, Phyllis was already a veteran of the agency. She has among the most often told stories of her hiring, first day and recruiting of her sister Karen in our lore. I think she would kill me if I recounted any of the details here, so I will spare her - for now. What I know about Phyllis is that since her hiring, she has performed just about every job in the Agency. She started doing filing and has steadily worked her way up through the ranks to be one of our most proficient and professional Account Executives. Somewhere along the way, Phyllis started taking insurance classes to transition from a job to a career. For the early years, a few of us took them together. First we started the introductory level courses and then graduated to the challenging level of CPCU courses. I planned on being there every step of the way, and I wasn’t alone. We were part of a group of young, committed professionals who were seeking the honor of achieving the industry’s most honored designation.

I was personally well equipped to pass these tests. Having a degree in accounting and finance and a mother with a gift for writing, I could easily handle the course load and craft an essay answer to the test questions. The classes were very much like college courses and the tests were like final exams. Hard if you studied and impossible if you didn’t. I had a college degree, so this was nothing more than an extension of that learning. Phyllis on the other hand did not have a college degree so the classes were doubly difficult and the exams were anxiety ridden experiences. Lacking the college experience, Phyllis missed one of the great college lessons of sifting through the volumes of information to focus on the important. Having this skill made exams a whole lot easier. In Phyllis’ case, this skill was replaced by a dogged determination to study, study, study to make sure she passed the exams. And one by one she did. My journey was becoming a more intermittent affair. Life was beginning to intervene in my ability to be disciplined about taking the courses. I wanted to do everything and found that frequently, the urgent crowded out the important. I fell behind the more disciplined of the bunch and in my own exceptional way (I call it exceptional, like my grade school teacher who gave me a week’s detention for being exceptional – as in deviating widely from a norm), I passed the same class twice. A long story for sure. Clearly I was off track. Phyllis and others marched on.

Then we came to the crucible of the CPCU program, accounting. Several of us committed to take this course and so we registered together. I was going to re-engage and while we heard that we would have a lousy instructor, I knew that would be no problem for me as I had a degree in accounting. I could make up the difference for myself and committed to do the same for everyone else. In a low point for my professional career, I never attended a class, never delivered one ounce of assistance and the group, essentially crashed and burned. I have never again restarted my efforts. Frankly, I was too busy doing other important things. Looking back, I can’t name one of them, but I knew they were important at the time. Isn’t that the way life is? Don’t we want to distinguish ourselves in some way? Feel like we are the best at something or at the very least, gave our best to something? I started giving my best and in the end, my best was so dispersed that I never finished. Sound familiar? Well in Phyllis case, she never lost sight of the goal.

Oh, to be sure, she had other distractions that caused delays. Having a daughter, family issues, professional challenges, you know the really important stuff that always gets in our way. Maybe she was encouraged by a new group of committed people who were pushing forward. In the last year, DiAnne and Candy both reached their personal goal with similar stories of persistence. It always helps to know that something is possible. We often get that through others. Isn’t it also true that in many cases what seems possible to others is impossible to us? Their situation is different, easier, right? They don’t have the issues to deal with that I do? If all I had to deal with was the stuff that they deal with, then I could most certainly do what they do? Why do minds do this? Why do I do this? I know Phyllis’ story, I have a pretty good read on her life and she had more reasons to abandon the process than I do. Her commute is long and frustrating. She has an active, athletic daughter. Her parents live with her family and require an incredible amount of care. She deals with the stuff we face that frankly represents the essence of our lives.

So this brings me to the end. When she stopped by my door to give me the news, of course I saw an elated person, proud of her achievement – beaming with excitement. (Her results were delayed and she was checking every morning at 5:30, until she final received word). But that’s not all I saw. I also saw a very determined person, who dedicated part of her life to proving to herself and anyone who may have ever doubted her that she has what it takes to stand at the summit of professional achievement. A better professional to be sure, but more importantly a better person because the journey reshaped her in ways only Phyllis can describe. Congratulations, you have my highest admiration – along with anyone else who relentlessly pursues their dreams.