Finding clarity of purpose at the ballpark
There is a point in everyone’s life when they realize that what they are doing is either the absolute right thing for them or it isn’t. It is what some would call a pivot point. Others call it a moment of clarity or an epiphany.
I believe that moment happened for me recently while at a baseball game. I was sitting in the stands talking with an old friend about a dream he has had for starting a business. The idea and the product are sound. There is a lot of upside to this idea.
As he started talking about how he would design and construct the product that was the cornerstone of this grand business dream, my mind began churning in a different direction. I was concerned with how to craft the perfect message that would resonate clearly and with the greatest impact for the intended target audience. And I was also thinking what exactly that intended target audience would be. I was putting the pieces together for a comprehensive Public Relations plan that would increase awareness of his product. It was easy to do and from his reaction to my ideas, I knew I was hitting the nail squarely on the head.
In that moment, it felt good to know that what I was doing was the exact right thing for me. In all honesty, this hasn’t been the case for some time.
A year ago, my professional life was thrown for a loop as I faced a turbulent storm that blindsided me. Today I can say that I have survived the turmoil, righted the ship, and came out the other side to a brighter future.
As I sat watching the ball game and talking about dreams, reality set in. I knew that the path before me was the one I am uniquely prepared to take. Knowledge like this provides clarity and assurance and it is energizing.
My hope is that each of you reading this has a similar moment in your lives. If you have had a moment like this, when and where was it? How did it change you?
Reflections on Fatherhood
This year marks the fourth year I’ve been able to celebrate Father’s Day. It’s been quite a journey.
There have been plenty of memorable moments, from baseball games and family dinners to playing backyard football and taking walks, as well as vacations and the many trips to the library, grocery store, and anywhere else we needed or wanted to go. It has been a life-changing experience that I learn from and enjoy more and more everyday.
I have two wonderful kids and a fantastic wife who have made being a father one of the greatest things I have ever done in my life.
On Father’s Day this year, I want to thank my family for the best, most cherished job title I’ll ever have–Dad.
Happy Father’s Day!
Everyone can use a celebration now and then
My son finished pre-school this week. His class had a special celebration to culminate the academic year. It was a special moment for him and for us.
Some people would argue that this pseudo-graduation ceremony is not a good idea because it promotes mediocrity. They will argue that having all of the pomp and circumstance dilutes the importance of the traditional graduations at the high school and college levels. These people would continue their argument by saying that to celebrate the end of pre-school, elementary or middle school is just poppycock, as the kids are just doing what they are supposed to do.
All of the points in this argument are wrong. Dead wrong.
As a parent of a child who went through a pre-school celebration, I think it was great that the school did this celebratory activity. For one, it honored the hard work of the children and demonstrated their growth over the last year. Secondly, it was an opportunity for the kids to publicly thank the support they received from their parents and families.
Additionally, the school built the entire year around the theme of being a bucket filler instead of a bucket dipper. And, from what I learned during the ceremony, being a bucket filler is pretty cool.
What gets me about the people who rail against having the celebrations like the one my son participated in, or even the graduations at the lower levels of education, is that I honestly don’t think any of them are parents. Being a parent of a young child changes your perspective. You want to cherish every moment because the kids really do grow up too fast. Time is not on your side, so it’s important to let the kids be little. It’s important to love them. It’s important to tell them you are proud of them.
Sure, there would be opportunities to do this without the celebrations. But it wouldn’t be as much fun. And you know, everyone can use a little celebration in their lives every now and then.
Spring forward to overcome the impending “Snowpocalypse”
Throughout the country this week, the lead story on most newscasts will be the terrible weather. In fact, if the NFL’s championship game wasn’t being played indoors, it would probably be played on a sheet of ice.
With all of the dreadful snow, sleet, ice, and whatnot that is coming our way, it seems like a perfect time to start thinking about the great spring beers that are out there. One of the best that I’ve tasted in recent years was really a surprise for me, especially since it’s a goat beer.
I’m talking about Genesee Brewing Company’s Bock Beer, which was brought back by popular demand last year. It is out again this year, and we couldn’t be luckier.
So, as the snow starts falling grab a can, kick back, and relax. It’ll be springtime in no time. Cheers!
The darkest January sky
Twenty-five years ago today, seven people who had a goal of touching the stars and bringing their experiences back to those of us on Earth lost their lives in NASA’s first and most tragic in-flight disaster.
The explosion of the Challenger space shuttle was a generational moment much like JFK’s assassination of the fall of the Twin Towers on September 11. The tragic nature of the moment–the loss of innocence, the questions raised about our path as a nation, and the need to rethink our hopes and dreams–brought us together as a nation. Living in that moment, we all shared in the experience, the shock, the grief, and the recovery.
I was eight when it happened, but hearing the radio communications today from that morning gave me the chills. The images are still jarring.
Even though I was young, I knew that this launch symbolized the hope the nation had in the future and that the explosion was extremely damaging in more ways than one.
Please, take a moment today to remember the courage of those seven astronauts and what occurred in January’s darkest sky.
NASA tribute to the Challenger crew: http://www.nasa.gov/externalflash/dor11/