Family

Once again, I'm welcomed by the crackle of the fire in the woodstove, sipping on a glass of Black Happy ABA from SRB.  I've found that the most clear thoughts happen right here in the front room of the cabin and generally with a growler of something from SRB.

My mind is going over and over the conversation of the day that the ONLY thing important in life is family.  Jobs, titles, money and status come and go but family is always there, family is the true constant in our lives.

I often refer to time back at the cabin in the mountains.  I do so in part that there are few things in my life as pure, without flaw.  Stresses fade, time doesn't seem to have an end and everyone seems to be more centered.  More often than not I find myself wondering how frequently I've taken my family for granted.  I always felt guilt and remorse when my wife and I had the opportunity to get away, but never in the day to day, which I now see clearly as habitual neglect.

Why is it that the ones we love the most are the ones that we often treat the worst?  I've made a commitment to myself that I want to die, but I also want to leave a legacy.  The only way to truly leave a legacy is to have those closest to you actually want to spend time with you and carry on your thoughts and beliefs.

I challenge you to find time with the ones you love, set aside your selfishness and enjoy something new.

Cheers