Two out of three…

I’m sitting in the KC airport waiting for my flight. I’m right where I want to be. I invested the weekend playing with my Krits and praying for the Jayhawks. One out of two ended well. And, today, I had the privilege of living out my work day exactly as I want. I poured myself into each of the five practices. I held nothing back. I spent myself in service to my work and in my attempt to serve my clients. I guess you could say, I left it all on the court. No regret.

My flight is just getting ready to board and I’ll be headed home to my bride and my boys (dogs & young men). Tomorrow it’ll mark my 55th birthday. I’m growing old, but not tired with a band of family, friends, and clients that I love. I hope your Monday was as memorable.

I guess, two outa three aint so bad…