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Thanksgiving, what are we giving thanks for? This year? Ever? Do you ever really think about it? Every now and then, but it really tends to be in the moment, happy for basketball, kids, wine, tv, etc. But in the big picture, what is it? Life? Money?
100 years or 85 or 65 isn't enough to really understand what it is we should be thankful for? As the kid in us all matures, different things come into the scope of vision, but aren't those things really only important based on where we are in our life? SO, back up three steps from there, is it the legacy you'll leave behind? Kids, endowments, savings accounts, what's it all about? A question we must all face up to, squarely.
So maybe, it's about enjoying yourself in the moment and ensuring a legacy for someone else whether they're close to you or someone you never knew. But isn't enjoying ourselves in the moment what we're all good at? So many contradictions, juxtapositions, no wonder we're all frozen in indecision.
Loads of emotions coming up with all of the holidays, memories of past good times, less than good times, expectations about how this dinner, morning, evening, appointment, meeting should go, disappointment when expectations aren't met. In personal matters how does one disguise disappointment regarding personal expectations about expectations for the sake of others dignity, humility, self respect, here is a particularly hard balance for me to strike, I expect so much, and truly believe it can be done, but feel disappointed when expectations are not met.
Nuff o' dat.
Work good.
Family getting better every day, my dad is getting better every day, I struggle with understanding where he is mentally and where I hope he is....
Hoop awesome. You know how you get in something you like and it becomes such a part of your life that you don't even have to think about it, you know it's like the basis of one of your happinesses. I can't imagine life without b-ball, the games, the personalities, the competition. Whatta great thing.
Monte PO!
Thanksgiving, what are we giving thanks for? This year? Ever? Do you ever really think about it? Every now and then, but it really tends to be in the moment, happy for basketball, kids, wine, tv, etc. But in the big picture, what is it? Life? Money?
100 years or 85 or 65 isn't enough to really understand what it is we should be thankful for? As the kid in us all matures, different things come into the scope of vision, but aren't those things really only important based on where we are in our life? SO, back up three steps from there, is it the legacy you'll leave behind? Kids, endowments, savings accounts, what's it all about? A question we must all face up to, squarely.
So maybe, it's about enjoying yourself in the moment and ensuring a legacy for someone else whether they're close to you or someone you never knew. But isn't enjoying ourselves in the moment what we're all good at? So many contradictions, juxtapositions, no wonder we're all frozen in indecision.
Loads of emotions coming up with all of the holidays, memories of past good times, less than good times, expectations about how this dinner, morning, evening, appointment, meeting should go, disappointment when expectations aren't met. In personal matters how does one disguise disappointment regarding personal expectations about expectations for the sake of others dignity, humility, self respect, here is a particularly hard balance for me to strike, I expect so much, and truly believe it can be done, but feel disappointed when expectations are not met.
Nuff o' dat.
Work good.
Family getting better every day, my dad is getting better every day, I struggle with understanding where he is mentally and where I hope he is....
Hoop awesome. You know how you get in something you like and it becomes such a part of your life that you don't even have to think about it, you know it's like the basis of one of your happinesses. I can't imagine life without b-ball, the games, the personalities, the competition. Whatta great thing.
Monte PO!
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