Ever Not Know What To Say?

Speechless?
Speechless?

It happens often. Deep in conversation, we reach a point where we don’t know what to say. Remember the last time this happened? It was my 6th flight last week.

If you fly (or bus, subway, train), do you like to talk, or cringe at the thought? It’s a funny thing, isn’t it? Sometimes I don’t say a word, sometimes we talk for a minute or two just to be nice, and sometimes we talk the whole flight.

She was upset that her friend was diagnosed, at 50, with pancreatic cancer and died three months later. She was upset that her mother died when she was very young, and that her ex-husband was an alcoholic. And at 53, she’s never worked harder, and with a 10% pay cut.

Not knowing what to say, I said, “Maybe you have been blessed with these terrible experiences so that you can help young girls who don’t have a Mom, or women married to alcoholics who feel desperate…”

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Labor Day 1882

Labor Day Weekend 2010
Labor Day Weekend 2010

Labor Day was first celebrated in 1882 and two years later became a National Holiday. It unofficially marks the end of Summer and the beginning of football season.

It is also a great time to relax and spend time with Family and friends. Cheryl’s cousin, Mike, me and Cooper enjoyed floating in the pool yesterday, listening to Jimmy Buffett.

What music will you use today to celebrate?

When the sun comes up, Mike and I are going for another run.

A Little Midlife Celebration Love

Dear Mid Life Celebration readers and followers, THANK YOU for spending your precious time reading this blog. You have over 80,000,000 other blogs you can choose from.

Rejoice In Simple Things
Rejoice In Simple Things

Do great work today. And remember, great is a relative term.

If simply getting through your day is an accomplishment for you, congratulations. Never give up.

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Don’t Cry For Me

Such A Young Child
Such A Young Child

Some of our favorite vacation memories are things we least expected to happen.

Like what happened last night at this blog, during a casual bedtime conversation.

Or maybe it’s a story from someone you just met, like Joe, at the resort swimming pool where the kids were playing.

Twenty years ago, Joe’s Mom had anywhere from a few days to a couple weeks to live. Joe, now 47, was at her bedside, crying like a baby.

She asked him why he was crying, and he told her he was sad that she was going to die very soon.

She then asked him to stop crying, go for a walk, and then return to her bedside. She insisted that his walk include the halls of the Hospital’s third floor.

When Joe returned, his Mom made him promise to not cry for her anymore. “I’ve had 53 years and a great life.”

His Mom was a very wise woman.

Joe understood this after walking the halls as his mother had instructed.

She knew full well the third floor was the pediatric cancer ward.

Wonder-Filled Day

Wonder Is Simple, Free & Abundant
Wonder Is Simple, Free & Abundant

Casual events, planned events, they come and they go. Like the ocean tide. Never resting. Always predictable. And mostly, unnoticed.

A casual event on Twitter the other day – a fellow entrepreneur wrote a quick, deliberate note, and it’s still with me this morning. In fact I had to write it down but was unsure why.

Now I know, it’s because I’d like to share it with you. It’s very simple, but in this particular case, it’s very purposeful:

“Have a wonder-filled day”!