Today is a tough day.
One year ago today, my childhood friend Jen (whom I’ve known for more than twenty years) learned that her sister Christina and her brother-in-law Tyler had been murdered in a home invasion. They were 28 and 29 years old, had been married a year and a half, and were hoping to start a family.
That night, a year ago, I took my son for a walk to the end of our street to look out at the golf course. It was a beautiful spring evening. I lifted him up to sit on the wooden barrier at the end of our block and we looked out over the green grass, the golden sunshine, the pink and white trees, and we breathed in the sweet air and I buried my nose in his hair and thanked God for every blessing I had ever been given.
I talk a lot about business and goals and creating more cash and all of those things are worthwhile and important.
But it’s crucial to remember WHY we do all these things.
We do them SO THAT we can enjoy the rest of our lives. We create more freedom SO THAT we can enjoy our families, have more flexibility to hang out with our children, create more adventures, and savor this one life we have been given.
At the end of your life, you are not going to wish you had worked harder.
You are going to cherish the time you spent connecting with your loved ones and stepping out and doing brave things.
Christina and Tyler’s lives were cut short. I invite you to honor them today by truly appreciating the blessings that are in front of you. And maybe – just maybe – by taking one brave step toward the life you were truly meant to live.
Because none of us know how long we have. We might as well create what we desire most.
May 1, 2019