I haven't written in awhile, for a number of reasons. Travel, work, friends, football, golf, activities, work, work. This thing in life we call work.
We spend so much of our lives working. It grossly dominates our precious time in so many ways. It's why it is so important to find something you are passionate about, since we spend so much time doing it. I often tease my friends that "work is overrated".
In a lot of ways it really is.
As we move into fall I can't help but be a little emotional and sentimental. The leaves are turning, and so are so many other things. We meet new friends, new acquaintances, new colleagues, maybe new people that have a huge significance in our lives. October 9th marks the 3 year anniversary of my Dad's passing, and I also lost my Mom this past March. I can't help but be touched by events and stories I see on TV, radio, or even a kid's soccer or football game. It brings back so many memories of my time with my parents.
Those precious times and events are missed dearly.
I read a compelling story this morning about a grandfather's last letter to his grand kids. It really spelled out what life is all about. We really need to live each day with passion. We never know when our number is going to come up. We don't want to leave God's green earth with regrets, do we?
Last weekend my wife and I had tickets to the Cougar game in Seattle. Prior to the game we visited with friends at a local watering hole next to the stadium. One couple was celebrating their 28th anniversary. They gave away their tickets to a young couple that had their whole lives ahead of them. Time flies when you are having fun, and what a nice gesture. We never made it to the game either. It would be easy to feel bad about not making it to the game, considering the fact I paid $80 a ticket, and the stadium was right across the street. Even though the Cougars were losing again, we were surrounded by fun friends who were living life to it's fullest, and enjoying each other.
Who could ask for anything more than that.
Welcome to Fall.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment