Maybe tomorrow I’ll have the courage, and diplomacy, to share this

blurry selfie picture
wasn’t fully awake when I read the email

 

Dear Boomers (and Dear Son), less than an hour ago, read a devastating email from a friend.

Her husband unexpectedly passed away yesterday.

The woman who’s Family attended our Son’s birthday parties for the past decade, and vice versa. Who’s age is near ours.

Mike’s funeral is tomorrow.

Completely blindsided would be the understatement of the decade.

The five blogs I write everyday revolve around the notion that aging is a privilege, not a guarantee.

We can embrace life, and death, as magnificent gifts from a loving Creator, and live our days with joy, passion, and deep, deep gratitude.

So grateful to have known Mike for more than a decade.

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Dear Boomers, when we aren’t living each day like we mean it, we’re doing this

profound career advice scratched on a notepad
Career advice from a President in charge of 60k+, with 40+ years experience

 

Dear Boomers, when we aren’t living each day like we mean it, we’re doing this:

Waiting to die

It’s a harsh reality.

Think of it this way if you need a second opinion:

She who’s not busy being born, is busy dying.

Life is not a dress rehearsal.

Live like you mean it.

You’ll feel better. About everything. Not all at once.

But slowly and steadily.

Go.

Today, or tomorrow.

PS. And trust your gut (see photo).

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The only reason to not follow our heart?

List of top 10 interview questions
Number 9 ought to be a stunning, inspiring, courageous description, no?

 

The only reason to not follow our heart? Trick question. There’s none.

Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. – Steve Jobs

Life is not a dress rehearsal. Live like you mean it. – jeff noel

A hundred years from now, no one will remember anything you did. Go.

Let’s not allow embarrassment to stop us from doing something great.

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