Today I met with a few clients, got my bike repaired, laid in bed with my son and listened to his camp stories, conducted one of my 360 interviews for another client, read a couple chapters in my new book, Tatoos on the Heart by G. Boyle, interacted with a bunch of 14 year olds with “air soft guns” on our back porch, talked with my dear friend whose wife is fighting brain cancer, read about my nieces friend who gave his life to save his brothers, learned that my daughters apartment complex was the site of a shooting early Sunday morning, played ball with our little animal and marveled at his skills, talked to a fellow builder on vacation and laughed about his trip, read a bunch of emails and responded to a few, wrote another rant and thought about a couple more, and sat on my porch and listened to the sounds of the woods.
Today was awesome.
Today, I will soon forget in the sea of yesterdays. Tomorrow, however, I will remember a few things. I will mostly remember the look in my brides eyes as she ran her fingers through my ever thinning hair and told me again and again that I was her genius. Her touch and her words were worth more than my little mind could have imagined 28 years ago. Back then, my little mind could only see the beauty in my beloved. Today, my little mind sees the beauty and so much more. God, it is good to grow toward maturity…
We are meant to belong. We are unsettled and dissatisfied when we feel that we are on our own. We want to be given our space and we want to be missed by those that give it. We want to belong to someone who sees us as someone worth longing for. We want to know that our return will be greeted. Only as we grow do we understand that what we want we must give…
Today, I was reminded that I don’t really need another client. I don’t need to make up for that bad investment. I don’t really need anything at all. What I need is to simply appreciate what I have. AND, to understand that our uncertainty is already known. I’m not in charge nor do I have much in the way of control. AND, as I grow, I’m slowly learning that that’s alright. Funny, huh.
Thanks Miss for a memorable day. You are my beloved. You are my bride. And, of course, you are my Greek/Comanche…
BUILT TO LEAD 