If there’s one thing we’d pass on to our kids, nephews and nieces, it’s that regret sucks.
Was hit by a Jeep yesterday morning at an intersection while running. One stride ahead of what would have been serious injury, not excluding death.
Easy to talk about it now because it was a narrow miss. The sudden impact was only enough to twist a knee and be thrown off balance.
Should the worst arrive without warning, solace has been gloriously, and quietly, earned by finally fulfilling a 30+ year old promise to ‘write a book for our kids’.
It’s ok to not be satisfied.
And chase after that crazy dream you have.
You know the one.
The one you’ve always had.