Just two weeks ago, we went to work. We took our kids to school. We had lunch with colleagues or prospects. We heard rumblings about chaos happening in a far away country, but we were in control and our lives remained normal.
As a rule, I am very much on board with being all in on the long game, as Gary Vaynerchuk often talks about. This simply means there are few decisions that I will make today that doesn’t take into account the future vision I have for my work and my family. This means I often am thinking 2-3 years ahead, at least.
The past three weeks have brought about a myriad of changes, challenges, and triumph for my family. Although my wife was not due for another 2 weeks, she gave birth to our 3rd child, a boy, on February 11 at 7:57pm. He is a little person (dwarf) like my wife and I, and we named him Zacchaeus (yes, after the Bible character that you can read about here).
You wake up with stiffness in your aging back. The kids refuse to move as fast as you’d like, which is now making you late for work. You hurry to your car only to hear that dreaded sound, ‘click … click’. In a matter of minutes, your hopeful morning feels as though it is falling apart before your very eyes.
As I reflect on my year of being 31 and look ahead to 32, allow me to pay respect to my favorite number 31 of all time, Reggie Miller.
Much of my childhood was spent in Indianapolis during the 1990’s. During that time, the Indiana Pacers enjoyed a run of success that was highlighted by their central figure, Reggie Miller.
In the span of a few short years, I have gone from a single (and broke) college student, to married with two beautiful children. I cannot begin to tell you how these new roles have totally redefined my purpose in life.
Each week, Dan Miller’s 48 Days podcast is a must-listen. Last week, Dan asked a question that really stuck out to me.
What are you expecting of yourself?
We’ve all been there. You may be doing it right now. You find yourself starring at your screen, mindlessly scanning through emails, Facebook, or Twitter. All while that age old feeling builds.
The feeling of work to be done.
Most of us think of Labor Day as the annual holiday that marks the unofficial end of summer. By now, most of kids are back in school, and the swimming gear has been put away for yet another year.
I have a confession to make.
I am not normal.
I build websites for a living. I love photography. I am a husband to a beautiful woman. A father to an amazing son.
There are a lot of things that I am. Normal is not one of them.