“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.This essay and others are available for syndication. Contact Us for more information.