“The most beautiful things are not associated with money; they are memories and moments. If you don’t celebrate those, they can pass you by.” – Alek Wek

The Moments I Love 

Midnight at the Swamp House. Starless sky. Rippling breeze on the lake. Just me, my Casa Amigos, and my work.

Ping. It’s from Judith, re an essay I sent in this morning. I make the revision and send it back to her, wondering what she’s doing, working at this hour.

Ping again. It’s from Matt, re a possible acquisition we discussed this afternoon. I answer it, adding, “What are you doing, working at this hour?”

I love that!

Other moments I love:

* Every time one of my boys calls me for advice.

* When BB and I say the same thing to our partners in each of our very different ways.

* Any time my weight drops below 210 pounds.

* Yes, that first cup of coffee in the morning.

* Anytime I ask for forgiveness and get it.

* My Sunday routine: Instead of 2 hours of exercise, doing the NYT crossword while smoking a Padron Aniversario.

* When the conversation turns to anything remotely philosophical, including discussions that start with, “Isn’t it fucked up when…?”

* When Amaru says, “I’m on it, boss!”

* When I score even a single point on any of my Jiu Jitsu instructors.

* Every time Myles smiles a certain way when I’m pushing an idea. I know that means the next day he’ll come back with an improved version of it.

* When I see my nieces and nephews together, treating one another like beloved brothers and sisters.

* When someone I’m mentoring gets it and I know he’ll forever be operating on a higher level.

* Anytime I give someone something – money, time, attention, advice – and it actually helps them, without negative side effects.

* Every time I see my friends looking at K and thinking, “I hope Mark realizes how lucky he is.”

* Almost every time I learn something new.

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