We departed Saturday morning. Arrived in Chicago and met a handful of Jordy’s friends. Sunday morning we drove from Chitown to Whistling Straits. On the way we had Church with Grandma Marie. Sunday tradition. Epic.
The golf began Sunday afternoon. Monday it continued at The River Course. Tuesday, The Irish. Wednesday, Erin Hills. Best four days of golf since college. How do I know? Haven’t played four straight days since then. And, made so many great memories, most of which were not golf related. Jordy played great. We shared hours in the car, on the course, and in community with his poker colleagues. Met his accountant, Chuck. Met his friend, Clancy, who plays golf with my friend, Lil Jeggie. Met his friends, Jeff and Matt too. Was reunited with the rest. Lots of laughs we shared. Never seen so many cigars smoked (none by me, btw). Lots of testesterone. Somehow we all got along. The funniest thing was how many of Jordy’s friends wanted to play with me. Who knew an old dog who can’t play cards would fit in with these young-ins whose risk orientation is akin to my risk aversion. Damn.
Shared one piece of wisdom over dinner on Day 2. Told them the story of 90 year olds regrets.
Risk. Relationships. Reflect.
90 year olds when asked what they would do differently if given a do over, answer with these three R’s consistently.
Wish I had taken more risks in work and life. What was I waiting for, you know.
Wish I had invested more in the few relationships that really matter.
Wish I had slowed down and reflected more. Was always in such a hurry trying to get ahead. Ahead of what, really?
As we raised a glass, I reminded them they take plenty of risks in their business. They’re good with risk. How ’bout at home? When it gets heated there can you risk getting really hurt by sitting in it instead of stonewalling and folding? Room grew quieter. It’s great being here with 20 friends and playing beautiful golf courses, but do you have a few who know you well enough to speak hard truth in Love into your life? Are you returning the favor, or too busy, you know? Couple deep gulps. Quieter. Finally, have you made it a habit of the heart to reflect at the beginning and ending of each day. Take note of who you are and align accordingly? When you slow down and reflect, ask God for help. Thank Him for each day. Live it to the fullest. Sometimes that means taking it slow. Folding early. Going home. Being with. Raised our glasses. Sat down. Thanked God for giving me this gift. Was a blessed trip. Did my part. Planted seeds in good soil. Today, home with Miss. Recalibrating. Back to our routine. Grateful for it all. Grateful for this gift. Grateful for Jordy. Grateful for The Giver. Damn.
Live hard. Love ❤️ harder…
Grateful for you too.
BUILT TO LEAD 