So, I was at a 6-year-old girl birthday party today. For those of you who don’t know me personally, I grew up in a home filled with boys. Only boys. Myself and 2 brothers at home. No sister and the closest girl cousin to me is 6 years my junior. I now am blessed with 2 wonderful little daughters that are my little enchanted princesses. Call it irony. Call it karma. I call it the biggest blessing I’ve ever experienced.
We had a girl dog and on a few different occasions over the past 10 years, my wife’s identical twin sister has lived with us. I’ve been surrounded by girls. My home looks like a pink bomb exploded. There are Barbie’s, mermaids and Disney Princesses in every shape and size for as far as the eyes can see.
There are no GI Joes, Star Wars’ action figures or army men anywhere? My playroom as a kid was filled with trains, cars, race tracks and sports equipment for every and any sport that could be played growing up in the deep South. We didn’t play house or dollies. We built forts, raced our bikes on the track we built in “the woods” and played football on a field that had a concrete sidewalk diagonally through the middle. Boy stuff. We played baseball in the cul-de-sac and smear the queer (I know, not the most politically correct name and I don’t know what the new name of that game is)…
With that being said, I don’t know that I will ever get used to EVERYTHING being pink. So back to my random thought… As I was driving home from escorting my oldest to a classmate’s 6 year birthday party at a ceramic store it hit me again…
I LOVE MY LIFE.
I am feeling extra gratitude for where I am in life. I just turned 41 a month ago. I’m in business with people I admire, respect and truly like. The past couple of years have allowed me the space to push myself to another level. Has it been comfortable?
I was living the proverbial dream life. Running a large, successful company and playing at the top of my game. I knew that I had to push further and get out of my comfort zone. I had to be able to look my children in the eyes and be the man I told them I was. Had I stayed on the previous path, I was being pulled further away from who I knew I was. Sure the lure of great secure money was there but at what cost. I lost respect for the people I was working with and knew that if I stayed, I’d be a sellout. Their vision and path was not congruent for where I wanted my life to be. If you haven’t read about the experience that woke me up, be sure to read about it here.
As I look at the past 24 months and take inventory of life… The choices and direction I’ve headed continue to get reinforced. Has there been struggle? Yes. Has there been heartbreak? Sure. Has it been easy? Hell no. None of that matters because it has been worth it.
When I resigned from my safe and secure job and asked my beautiful wife to trust me and the choices I was making for our family again, I told her that I was willing to go as far as was required. I was willing to put everything except our marriage and our family on the line… The material stuff is just that… stuff. At the end of the day, stuff doesn’t matter.
So, as I was driving home from the party, the windows were down, the roof was wide open, the music was blasting and as I looked in the rear view mirror to ask my oldest a question… To my pleasant surprise, she was fast asleep….
It hit me again, right there and then… I LOVE MY LIFE. It’s so important to be grateful for life. Every step. Every opportunity to learn. Every obstacle to overcome. Every victory! Most importantly for all the blessings we have.
Today’s moral of the story for me is this… Life has a funny way of pushing us to our limits. For some people, unfortunately they cave and fold – succumbing to their limiting beliefs and false expectations appearing real… For others, they use these moment’s as a beacon to push further.
My expectation for you… Push yourself out of your comfort zone and go get what you really want. No matter what. We’re not promised tomorrow and we owe it to ourselves to make our days here count. PUSH! I believe it’s worth it. Your dreams are worth it.
I grew up with my dad telling me, “The world don’t owe you shit… You owe it to yourself!” That’s some of the best advise I’ve ever received. Thanks Dad!
As I close, let me share what just happened. I’m laying on the floor typing this post and before I know it, both of my daughters have mounted my back and yelled giddy-up horsey… See photo. I’m signing off and this stallion is giving the reason I push so hard a sweet ride around the house before the misses and I head out for a double date night.
What are you waiting for? DREAM BIG. PUSH HARD. Your life is worth it. Chase your dreams. Make them your reality!
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