In 2006 I realized that busy wasn’t enough. I wanted to be more than just “Jeff’s wife” or someone’s Mom. Even though when I was a kid and adults would ask me, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” All I could think of was “A Mom.” I was certainly that, but for some reason it wasn’t enough for me, something was missing and I couldn’t figure out what it was.
Making something special requires effort. Things that are easy are not rare. Delivering a quality product or exceptional service requires a focus and attention to craft that others will be unwilling to achieve.
“Never again clutter your days or nights with so many menial and unimportant things that you have no time to accept a real challenge when it comes along. This applies to play as well as work.”
I’m sure there are many things my children will learn from their track and field experience, but here are the three that kept running through my brain over the weekend.
I spent 18 hours at an invitational track meet this weekend. Most of my children’s races lasted less than 70 seconds. That gives a guy a lot of time to think.
In 33 days I will be 52.5 years old. No half-birthday celebration is in order, in case you were wondering. Don’t look for an invite. I like being 52. Most days I don’t feel it, whatever “it” is supposed to feel like. Some days I do feel 52. It mostly depends on how my back feels […]