Well, my youngest child just walked across the stage to get his diploma. My oldest child just graduated from 8th grade, my middle child just finished 6th grade, and my son just graduated from kindergarten.
You slowly begin to see the rest of your life. I’ve always alluded life to a book. Each book has many chapters, and as my son walked across the stage, I could hear the page begin to move as the chapter was nearing its end.
The end of a chapter always make you think back on the great memories, as well as the “should have” moments when you blew it. Only this week did I blow it with my son when I chose to stay at my computer when he asked if I had time to play a little Tee Ball.
I’m an emotional kind of guy, and it didn’t take me long to realize the motivation I have to fight for what I have. I put in too many hours. While there isn’t anything wrong with working hard, I have realized that I was not always working smart.
It’s time to go for it. It’s time to shock myself. It’s time to stop being afraid. It’s time to shock my family. It’s time to finally achieve what I have dreamed of for so long.
Last Sunday in church (Mother’s Day), one of the older mothers was giving younger mothers some advice, and she said: “The days may seem long, but the years are short.”
I have more than enough reasons to live life rather than just get by. I think I’ll begin with a game of Tee Ball.