Driving down road to my PE class, I found my eyes enjoying first signs of spring in pink blossoms and budding trees while my mind bounced out familiar Christmas tune "Jingle Bells Rock."

"Advertise, Organize, Write/Submit, Track Write/Submit, Track, Write Submit, Track

Advertise, Organize, Write/Submit, Track, etc. etc. etc."

You get sound.

So my four tasks - do one each day - would be my list.

When I got home, I set up my own version of Rick's white board. Rather than messing with smeary markers, I opted for white poster board, with my four topics neatly printed at top. Then, I wrote tasks on post-its placing them in a holding area down right side of board. My plan was, that each morning, I would put one post-it under each task category and do at least that much that day. Then, when I finished it, I simply threw it away.

As I thought of more tasks, I would merely put it on a post- it and add it to board on right side.

But wait a minute, I said five. Where was my fifth task?

Where was my fifth? Am I crazy? What would all these tasks accomplish if I didn't follow-up on any of them.

Following up on leads, article submissions, your downline need to be on that list. Without follow-up your whole business could die.

Follow-up. That's got to be there.

But how do I fit it into "Jingle Bells Rock?"

Well, I may not be able to sing it, but I'm doing it and it works.

It was through writing, I discovered a side of myself I didn’t know existed. I treasure that discovery.

It was through writing articles, I gained kind of self-confidence that is achieved by seeing a dream blossom and thrive.

It was through writing articles, I was privileged to meet some wonderful human beings that otherwise I would not have met.

The follow-through was mine; courage to start I attribute to Dale.

In cold, sterile world of CyberMarketing, I never felt alone. Where others stumbled blindly, I had 20-20 vision. When everyone else was scrambling for their first sale, I was receiving commission checks every month.

This I attribute to Dale Armin Miller.

I have carried joy in my heart for achieving on Internet what I set out to do. Now I must make room for sadness as I grieve for my "friend", one I never met.

This article is dedicated to loving memory of Dale Armin Miller.