The ART of Time and Life

Walking with my granddaughter Lexi to our sledding hill took far longer than I expected.  It was a short distance, but there were distractions on the way.  She paused to pick up chunks of ice and snow, then just as quickly dropped them as she spotted new snow treasures a few feet away.  Fascinated with her footprints, she stomped circular pathways in the sparkling snow.  I was looking over at the hill and urging her on; after all we came to the hill to go sledding – we had a goal…

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Parents of Adults

I remember interviewing for a job once and somehow family came up. I mentioned that I always took a day of vacation on my sons’ birthdays to spend with them when they were young. Sometimes we’d go to the video game arcade or go shopping, or sometimes we just hung out. One of the executives laughingly said he wished he’d thought of that when his kids were young, but now didn’t think his kids would want to spend a day with him. There was an uncomfortable laughter in the room and I thought ‘how sad.’ Here was someone with the outer trappings of success whose kids apparently wouldn’t want to spend a day with him.

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What if we only had about ten minutes?

The sun is setting on my remaining years. Although I’m only 54, I know the next thirty or so years will go by even faster than my first 50. The reality that our time on this physical plane is so short, becomes clearer every day. This first occured to me when I took my older son Eric to College many years ago. It was a surprisingly emotional experience for me – my wife later said…well…Duh.

After my final night with Eric, I headed back to the hotel and was laying in hot tub wondering why I was so upset.  After all, as young parents we sometimes look forward to the day our children grow up and move away:)  I guess I just didn’t want it then.

As I lay in the hot tub, I heard a voice say “sir sir – you have about ten minutes.”  The security guard was just letting me know the hot tub room closed in about ten minutes.  I lay there contemplating “ten minutes.” It seemed like my children, were only children, for about ten minutes.  Now they’ve grown up and have families of their own. 

Although I’m well past feeling sad about my sons growing up, I still contemplate “ten minutes” from time to time.  I know I have about ten minutes left with my parents, about ten minutes left with my wife, sons, daughter-in-laws, grandchildren, family, and friends.  Ten minutes to build meaningful relationships.  I have about ten minutes to do – whatever it is that I’m here to do. 

Ten Minutes

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