When Plans Meet Reality, Keep Stirring

Good morning! I hope your day is off to a nice start.

In business, each month begins a new set of books. The old month is over and what’s done is done. All we have now are projections for the new month. In most cases, it’s a shot in the dark, like a kid telling you their grades will improve, and their room will be spotless by Friday.

I was once tasked to write a business plan for a corporate expansion – one that, if projections came true, would create more than 1,000 new jobs and result in the local government giving our company a large regional airport for free. I’ll save you some time. The company did expand into the new line of business. And the airport still belongs to the county.

The numbers just didn’t work. If we had hired all those people and put our plan into motion, we would have run out of new customers in a matter of months. And that’s if every potential customer in the nation bought our new product during that time. This wasn’t like Beanie Babies™. It was a mobile data terminal for heavy trucks. Exciting, huh?

My plan showed a profit of more than $20 million in the first six months. Wow! After that, our profit would drop to zero and all those people would be unemployed. So, the boss had an idea. “What if we increase our per-unit cost, and double the time it takes to build each unit?” Well, now we’d lose $13 million in the first six months and would never recoup that loss. Back to the drawing board.

We played with those numbers for a month, and I finally told the boss I sure hope somebody a lot smarter than me would be reviewing the plan. He assured me this is how ALL business plans are written. I find that a bit disturbing. Thank God we weren’t building airplanes. Thank God we weren’t building airplanes. 

It’s easy to start new endeavors with an overabundance of excitement. “Wow, I’ll be rich by next Friday! I should buy that new car now before the prices go up!” Thankfully, the practical side of our brain kicks in and brings us back to earth, maybe a little too much. Then we start to doubt the entire premise. “This can’t be that easy. Maybe the whole idea is stupid.” Sound familiar?

The truth is, nothing is ever as easy as it sounds, and nothing ever goes completely according to plan. Just ask NASA. But that shouldn’t stop us from trying. We just need to set realistic expectations and anticipate setbacks. If the idea is sound, it’ll still work. You may just need to tweak it a bit.

Fifty-six years ago, man first walked on the moon. It was a lofty goal. And we’ve all seen video of those early attempts at manned space flight. They weren’t pretty. Your dreams are no less important. You may not reach your goal as quickly as you’d hoped, but if you follow the plan and revise expectations based on experience, success is still out there waiting.

That’s all for now. Keep those dreams alive and never let anything stand in your way, especially your own imagination. Have an awesome day!

© 2025 Dave Glardon – All rights reserved

Your Dreams Won’t Chase You

Good morning, and happy Friday! I hope your day is off to a great start.

Most of you know I’m a firm believer in dreams. We should all have dreams, and not just the kind we get when we’re asleep. Okay, some of those can be fun as well, but you can’t always talk about them in church. I’m talking about the kind of dreams you can share with anybody. Even your wife.

Several years ago, I put a picture of a motorhome on my desk. Every day as I sat at my desk, that picture was right there in front of me, reminding me of what I was working for. It took a few years, and some financial wizardry, but in March of 2020, we drove that dream off the lot and began a life of adventure that we could never have fully imagined.

We traveled through 20 states over the next few years, up to five months at a time, just enjoying the freedom of the open road. Of course, some roads are better than others. One day in Texas, we hit two waves of asphalt that would have made Evel Knievel vomit. At highway speed. That can be fun in a dune buggy, but not so much when you’re driving your house. To my credit, nothing broke.

One of our goals in all that driving was to find a place where we could retire. We didn’t know where that would be, but we knew it wasn’t in Ohio. We found it in Tucson, Arizona. Yes, I know. Tucson is hot. But it’s a dry heat. Go ahead and laugh. We love the climate, the scenery, the people, and the RV resort we returned to for the next three years. Living in Tucson became our next dream.

That dream came true last November. We now live in a place where, at 67, I’m one of the younger people in the community. And let me tell you, these old people know how to live! They dance, they walk, they play games, and when these folks ride a bicycle, they don’t mess around. Ever heard of El Tour de Tucson? Google it. We’re talking 60+ miles, and most of these people are in their 70s.

After I had my stroke, our daughters came to visit. Within a few days, they both said, “Now I get it.” Our oldest even said, “You have a better social life than I do!” We do. There’s always something going on, and we try to do it all. Dances, dinners, parties, tours. And at the end of the day, we take a relaxing drive in the golf cart, stopping to talk to neighbors on just about every street.

Maybe that appeals to you, maybe not. We all have our own dreams. The point I’m trying to make is, without a dream, we’d still be sitting in that same living room, never knowing what all we were missing. My tombstone would read. “Here Lies Dave – He Died.” Well, someday I will. But not until I do some more living first!

If you’re not living your best life, what are you waiting for? It all starts with a dream. Once that dream becomes a burning desire, it’s inevitable. Sure, you have to work at it, too, but once you know the outcome, the rest is just mechanics.

That’s all for now. Chase your dreams until you’re living them. You can do it! And it all starts now. Have an awesome weekend!

© 2025 Dave Glardon – All rights reserved

The ‘Perfect’ Time is Now!

Good morning! I hope your day is off to a nice start.

It’s a brand-new week. When people ask what we did over the weekend, we can usually rattle off a short litany of things we accomplished – important stuff, like shopping, cleaning, mowing the lawn – things we couldn’t do during the week because we were just too busy. Oh well, there’s always next weekend.

If somebody were to ask the same question Saturday morning about the week just passed, what would we say? Would you be able to tell them you accomplished a personal goal, one that brings you closer to the life you want? Or would you simply say, “I worked.”

Most of us go through life waiting for that perfect moment to put our own plans into motion, but we always find time for everything else. Oh, we may enjoy a weekend getaway every now and then, or maybe even a short vacation. Then it’s back to the grind. And the boss thinks that since we came back all happy and rejuvenated, we should work that much harder for the next month or two.

So, let me ask you a question. How many years have you been waiting for that perfect moment? You know, the time to pick up a new hobby, clean the garage, or build an income on the side? Has there ever been enough time? Will another year really change that?

Here’s the thing nobody told us when we were young – as we get older, time warps. We still get 168 hours in a week, but some of those hours blow by a lot faster than others. The 40 hours at work feel more like 60, we barely sit down and it’s bedtime, and no amount of sleep is enough. By Saturday, time kicks into overdrive and we’re so tired all we can do is watch it fly past.

This cycle continues until we do something to change it. Managing time is no different than managing your checking account. Every hour we spend doing anything reduces our available balance until it’s gone. But what if you were to invest some of that time instead of just spending it?

Investing time is no different than investing money. Some investments will pay off, and others won’t. So, we manage those investments and monitor results. How long would you watch your retirement account dwindle before making changes? A week? A month? A year? Yet we’ll do the same thing with our time, day after day, year after year, hoping for a better result.

Time is one of our most valuable resources. It’s like a retirement account – small investments, repeated every week, can make a huge difference if you invest that time in something that will generate a return. We spend 40+ hours a week generating a return for somebody else. Aren’t you worth at least a fraction of that time?

Take some time this week to consider how you can invest that same amount of time next week. An hour here, an hour there – it all adds up. Make your time work for you.

That’s all for now. Have an awesome day!

© 2025 Dave Glardon – All rights reserved

Even a Violin Eventually Sounds Good

Good morning!  I hope your day is off to a great start.

Did you do anything fun over the weekend?  I usually ask that question with no idea what response I’ll get, but some of them are well worth the effort.  Which is why I don’t ask my oldest grandson, because I may get an answer I didn’t want.  I have to remind him every now and then that, although we’ve always been best friends, I’m still Grandpa.  We’ll just leave it at that.

My weekend revolved around a pair of high-school performances.  My oldest granddaughter (16) was in a production of Beauty and the Beast.  The sets, the music, the singing, and especially the acting, were all worthy of a lot more than the $10 admission price.  The acting was so good, I didn’t really notice the part of Gaston was played by a young lady.  I’m not sure she did, either.

Then yesterday I got to see my “bonus” granddaughter (also 16) in her school’s show choir final performance.  To see so much talent on the same stage, especially at an age where a lot of kids are thinking of anything but school, was inspirational.  And if I’m allowed to say it, our girl was amazing.  She stopped hearts with her two solos.  I know because mine was one of them. 

I was telling a friend yesterday I insisted my daughters would do some kind of extracurricular in school.  Band, choir, sports, chess club, it didn’t matter.  And I made sure that any time one of them was onstage, we were in the audience.  Sometimes, that takes a lot more love than we realize – band parents, especially.  If you know, you know.  Some things take a lot more practice than others.

But the day comes when they’re making actual, recognizable music, and the cat no longer hides behind the couch when they play.  And that glow on their face at the end of a performance is worth all the hours spent silently nodding our approval while trying to hide the earplugs.  It takes time and effort to master a skill.  Thankfully, these kids have plenty of both. 

I saw a poster once that showed a baby bird peeking out of the nest with a caption that read, “It flies because it thinks it can.”  We’re all born with no sense of limitations.  It’s how we learn to walk, and talk, and hold our own bottle.  And we carry those skills all through adulthood, though I do still spill a little sometimes.  I think I need more practice. Walking, that is.

Children’s minds are the epitome of imagination and possibility.  Sadly, both start to fade through the teenage years.  By adulthood, most of that magic is gone, which is why we have life coaches and motivational books to help rebuild what should never have been torn down in the first place.  If only we could nurture more of what was already there, there’s no limit to what they could accomplish.

We’re no different.  If we can remove the barriers that were put in place by people and events though our formative years, we can achieve any goal.  And, as a good friend used to ask, what would your dreams be if you knew you couldn’t fail?  Food for thought.

That’s all for now, friends.  Have an awesome day!

© 2024 Dave Glardon – All rights reserved

It Ain’t Over Til the Fat Lady Sings

Good morning, and happy Friday! I hope you’ve had an incredible week.

We got lucky here in southern Ohio and had a spectacular view of Monday’s solar eclipse. It was just like the book said it would be … a shadow from the bottom-right slowly spreading across the sun until suddenly, it got almost dark, a good bit cooler, and eerily calm. Two minutes later it was over, and the moon continued its journey. And I went back to work, so the cycle is complete.

Two things stand out that I’ll never forget. First was the naked-eyed view of the corona at the point of totality. It was a clearly visible ring of light around the moon’s shadow – just a reminder that our sun was still there. The other was how much the sun lit the earth up to the point of totality. With even a sliver of sun still showing, it was full daylight. Simply amazing.

We never did see complete darkness. It was inspirational, in the sense that if the sun can continue to provide that much light when it’s completely covered, we’re in good hands. Clouds will come and go, but nothing can block the light completely. Even when it sets in the west for an evening of darkened slumber, we know it’s just waiting to peek through again from the other side.

Which, if you think about it, is pretty much the cycle of life. You go to sleep, you wake up. You cut your finger, it heals. The light turns red, then it turns green. There are more, but you get the point. Nothing in this life is permanent, and if you miss an opportunity, odds are it’ll come back around again. If only Mrs. Kellogg had felt that way about missing homework assignments. “It’s coming!”

For more than ten years, I’ve messed around with a business that could be much more profitable with just a little effort. Several times over the years, I’ve made a declaration: “This is it! Time to get busy! I’m serious this time!” Yet, here I sit with more potential than I can ever appreciate, and a stack of bills growing faster than my excuses. If only I could sell them. The bills, not the excuses.

But here’s the thing. The factors that led me to start a business in the first place are still there. The dream hasn’t faded, and the opportunity I was so excited about is still there, quietly waiting for me to get off my keister and do something about it. And I can do that today. I can choose to pick up where I left off and start chasing that dream. Thankfully, the dream is waiting, too. It knows I’m old to keep up.

Goals have an expiration date. Dreams don’t. And whatever means you found to make those dreams come true ten years ago is probably still valid today. You just have to make the decision and stick with it. And there’s no better time than the weekend to reflect on your dreams, solidify a plan, and put it into action. Not Monday morning or next week or next month – now.

Take time this weekend to reimagine your dreams and commit to achieving them. And if you don’t mind, take a moment to share those dreams with me. You may just light a fire under my butt.

That’s all for now. Have an awesome day and an even better weekend!

© 2024 Dave Glardon – All rights reserved

Don’t Blink!

Good morning!  I hope your day is off to a great start.

Today is a special day for much of the United States.  In a few hours, most of us will be able to see the sun and the moon at the exact same place in the sky at the exact same time.  Granddaddy used to always say it’s a lazy man who can see the moon in the daytime.  Well, if it blocks out the sun completely, does that still count?  I think nature has to take some of the blame for this one.

And if you think a full moon brings out the best in people, imagine a dark full moon in the middle of the day.  People are traveling from around the country and spending more than $1000 for a single night in a fleabag motel to find a coveted spot in the roughly 110-mile-wide path of totality, where the moon will completely block the sun … for exactly four minutes.  I get to see it for free.

Of course, based on the price of these high-tech disposable viewing glasses, it may be one of the last things I’ll ever see.  I take some of the best vitamins known to man to help keep me from getting sick, but apparently my eyes are only worth $1.99.  For the record, I spent six times that much on lottery tickets this weekend.  Hey, you’ve gotta have priorities.

My grandson was asking why it’s such a big deal.  Okay, he’s 24 and will likely live long enough to see another one.  Odds are, I won’t.  So, at the appointed time, I’ll be standing in my front yard with my $1.99 glasses protecting my eyes from what could be my last chance to view such an amazing event.  I’m sure I won’t be alone.

Between inflated gas prices, astronomical lodging rates, and all the extras (tee shirts, anyone?), some of these people are paying a lot of money to watch a cloudy sky do what it does every night.  According to the Carly Simon song, an egotistical acquaintance once flew his Learjet to Nova Scotia for the same view.  Hopefully he was equally dedicated to his other endeavors.

I guess the question that comes to mind is, how many of these people would be willing to invest a fraction of the time, money, and effort, to build an income that would allow them to fly their own jet to the next one?  How many, while driving days to witness four minutes of darkness, will pass the time sharing dreams and discussing ways they could work to achieve them?

We all like to say we’re too busy to take on anything new, but when something like an eclipse comes along, time just seems to materialize.  And that’s okay, for a once in a lifetime event.  But what about when the moon moves on, and the sun comes back out?  Will we find the time to chase some of our own dreams?  Or will we go back to whatever we’ve been doing all these years?

Thankfully, most dreams don’t come with an expiration date.  You’re never too young or too old, and plans we made ten years ago can still be put into place.  We just have apply the same sense of urgency with which we’d chase an eclipse.  Or a new romance.  My grandson has mastered that one. 

That’s all for now.  If you have the chance, get outside and enjoy the view.  It’s an experience you won’t forget.  Meanwhile, have an awesome day!

© 2024 Dave Glardon – All rights reserved

It’s a Puddle – Step Over and Move On

Good morning!  I hope your day is starting off well.  For those of us in the northern hemisphere, spring is almost here!

It’s been a while since my last post.  I know, that happens now and then (more now than then, it seems).  I’ve had lower back pain for several years and, the end of January, it paid me back for all those decades of abuse.  Well, I should say it began to pay me back.  The punishment lasted close to a month, and any time I tried to work around it, I found out real quick who’s boss.  Here’s a hint – it’s not me.

Thanks to modern medicine, I’m about back to normal, or my interpretation of the word.  I can sit and stand and walk, which is something I’ll never again take for granted.  And thanks to modern insurance, I get to do it all again.  Back pain can come from a lot of sources, and apparently one wildly successful pain injection doesn’t prove a thing.  We have to prove it twice.  Fun.

We were supposed to leave this frozen tundra a week after I went down, but it’s hard to drive 1800 miles when you can’t sit upright more than 3 minutes.  And my wife refused to drive that distance with me laying across the back seat.  One trip to the doctor was enough for her.  Okay, so I complained about her acceleration and braking and turning and her uncanny ability to find every single bump in the road.  Sue me.

But, when life hands you lemons, you make whatever drink takes your mind off the fact that you’re not where you want to be and way too old to throw a tantrum.  Alcohol may have been involved.  And in case you’re wondering how much bourbon it takes, don’t even try.  I’m told there’s a limit, and it’s not nearly enough.

Since we couldn’t leave for warmer weather, we improvised.  Which means we kept the blankets out a while longer.  Meanwhile, my wife was able to reschedule her second hip replacement for last Thursday.  With two brand-new hips, she’ll be running circles around me in no time.  Actually, I’m okay with that.  I can just sit there and watch.  If she starts running in a straight line, it’s all over.

Life doesn’t always go the way we’d planned.  I’ll wait while you pick yourself up from the floor.  But following a plan is easy.  It’s when the brakes go out that you prove your worth as a driver.  You don’t cancel the trip.  You change your pants, fix the car, and get back on the road.  The destination hasn’t changed.  Just your means of getting there.

We all have visions of where we’d like to be and how we’d like things to go.  Call it what you want, but at its very essence, that’s a dream.  It’s an imagined outcome we hope to achieve.  That may be as complex as building a second income or as simple as getting to work on time.  Regardless, there will be obstacles.  But obstacles were made to be overcome.  And with each one, you get stronger.

As you start your day and your week, expect the unexpected.  Come to terms with the fact that, no matter what, the unexpected will not change your goals.  The dream is still alive.  You just may have to take a different path to get there.

That’s all for now.  Follow your dreams, no matter what stands in your way.  You’re bigger and stronger – trust me.  Have an awesome day!

© 2024 Dave Glardon – All rights reserved

Confidence is So Under-Rated

Good morning, and happy Friday! I hope your day is off to a great start.

As we move into the new year and toward the goals we’ve set for ourselves, it’s important to identify what’s standing in the way. It’s not so much about avoiding obstacles, but kicking them in the shins and showing them who’s boss. Now, if you have any ideas for making winter more accommodating to an old guy who needs to get out and walk, I’m all ears.

Today is my oldest granddaughter’s 16th birthday. Yes, I’m that old. She was born when I was 12. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. Like most her age, she’s struggling to plan her path in life. What I wouldn’t give to be that age and have all those choices again. Okay, I’d probably end up right where I am, but hopefully with a smaller waistline. Hey, a man can dream!

Watching her navigate this phase of life, the things that stand out most are her creativity, sense of adventure, acceptance of others, and ability to find amusement in the simplest things. All those things will carry her far in this life. She just needs to know that. Of all the assets we can impart to our kids (and one another), none is more important than self-confidence.

Okay, my oldest grandson sometimes takes that to an extreme. It’s hard to control my facial expressions when he’s talking about buying a $150,000 sports car and can’t even afford a bicycle. But I have to remind myself, that’s his dream, not mine. Besides, there may be a reason he wants a car I couldn’t possibly fit into. I wouldn’t want to ride with me. Not with this attitude.

I try as hard as I can to be supportive, and to remind myself that they don’t have to live my life – my job is to help them live their own. Do I think my grandson will own a “Lambo” in the next twenty years? Not for a second. But I don’t have to share that sentiment. His bank will handle that all on their own. Right after they stop charging him overdraft fees.

But you know, I made some of the same mistakes when I was his age. Or five years ago, take your pick. I’m sure my dad would have advised me against spending six figures on a motorhome at this age, but I didn’t ask. We made our own decision based on our own goals in life. I’m such a rebel. Next thing you know, I’ll be tying my own shoes.

I’ve accomplished a lot in life, and I’m happy to be where I am. This is all I want for my kids and their kids. And I did it because my parents gave me the most wonderful gift of all. They believed in me and, as a consequence, I believed in myself. I never heard the words, “You can’t.” The worst Mom ever said was, “Go ahead – I dare you!” But that’s for another day.

Everybody, from the youngest child to the oldest senior, needs to believe in themselves. It’s as important as oxygen. And we are the ones who can inspire that confidence in them. If a simple smile can make a homeless person feel important, imagine what we can do with a few words of encouragement to those we love most. Friends, we could literally change the world.

That’s all for now. Have an awesome day and an even better weekend!

© 2024 Dave Glardon – All rights reserved

Opportunity Knocks, But it Won’t Kick the Door Down

Good morning, folks!  I hope your day is off to a great start.

Mine could be better, but that’s how it goes.  The guy who NEVER gets sick woke up yesterday with an intense upper respiratory infection and, by the end of the day, testing confirmed Covid. I’ve had it twice before, but this one is absolutely the worst.  No, I didn’t get the new vaccine yet.  I was planning on it, but you know what they say about good intentions. 

I’m not going to dwell on this.  If it’s the worst thing that happens this year (you know, over the next two days), I’ve got it made. The only reason I mention it is to remind you all that vaccines are available, and this is a WHOLE lot worse than a sore arm.  Not trying to tell anyone what to do, but I hope you’ll all give it some consideration.

We’ve talked a lot these past two weeks about not crawling into a grave before it’s time. Mostly, we talked about physical limitations and how we build them up in our mind.  It’s hard to enjoy an active life when you hurt, and even harder when you convince yourself it’s worse than it is.  Take it from someone who avoided energetic activities twenty years before he had a heart attack.

Another limitation has nothing to do with our physical condition, or our perception of it.  In my business, I ask people all the time to dream a bit – make a list of things they’d like to do if money were no object.  It’s amazing how quickly we all start to pare that list back, based entirely on our current financial resources.  It’s almost impossible to see past the roadblocks right in front of us.

And when you press the matter further, they can all come up with a dozen reasons they’ll never have the money to do half the things they want.  Born into a poor family, dead-end job, too many bills, no money to invest – the list goes on and on.  And no matter how hard you try, some people just can’t accept the fact that every one of those challenges can be overcome with one thing – more money.

Yeah, I know.  If earning more money would fix their problems, wouldn’t they be doing it?  You’d think.  But five years later, they’re still sitting there whining about their lot in life and how opportunity never knocks.  Well, get a clue, knucklehead!  It does knock, probably more than we think.  But opportunity is not like a bill collector.  If you don’t open the door, it moves on.

Take a few moments to think of all the times in your life you had the opportunity to increase your income.  That may have been as simple as learning a new skill at work, applying for a new job, moving to a city with better opportunities, whatever.  Do not … and I can’t stress this enough … do not try robbing banks.  On the other hand, you don’t need a lot of money in jail.  I’m just saying.

The point is we’ve all been faced with opportunities that we may have quickly dismissed or didn’t recognize in the first place.  Most times, it’s just a mental block.  “What would my friends say?”  Are they paying your bills?  “I don’t know anybody.”  That’s a lie.  You know me.  “If it was that good, everybody would be doing it.”  If you believe that, read these past few paragraphs again.

The new year is upon us, and resolutions are a traditional way to take our mind off the cold weather and mounting holiday bills.  If you want to lose weight, you can.  If you want to exercise, do it.  And if you want to be able to afford those things you couldn’t until now, fix it.  Will another year of doing the same thing magically turn things in your favor?  Something to think about.

That’s all for now.  Remember, the simplest ideas can often be the most profitable.  Sometimes, it really IS that easy.  You just have to take a gamble and put yourself out there.  Have a safe & happy New Year!

© 2023 Dave Glardon – All rights reserved

It Ain’t Over Till the Fat Lady Sings

Good afternoon friends!  I know, I know … morning was gone several hours ago.  But sometimes we do these things when we can, right?  I sure hope you’re having a nice day.

Things change as we get older.  I guess that comes as no real surprise to anyone.  Prices go up, energy goes down, and music will just never be the same again.  Can I get an amen?  Sure, that’s just the short list.  There are also plenty of aches & pains, but thankfully there are also plenty of doctor visits to discuss them.  My diagnosis is pretty much the same.  I’m old.

And it doesn’t help when the doctor’s advice is to slow down.  Oh sure, they want me to be active.  Walking, swimming, riding my bicycle, and things like that.  Funny they never mention skydiving or happy hour.  But, during all this activity, I have to keep my blood pressure under control, and my days of lifting heavy weights are over.  Or, so says the doctor.

Now, it’s not like I ever lifted really heavy weights anyway.  Even when I went to the gym on a regular basis, I kept it within reason.  That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.  But to tell me I can’t pick up a bag of salt or bench press a running lawnmower is hard to handle.  It’s like telling me to be less of a man.  Worse yet, I have to watch younger people do these things for me.

I could cry about it, or I can do what I was going to do anyway – fight back.  I may never be the nimble young stud I once was (stop laughing!) and my grandkids may have to climb into my lap on their own.  Thankfully, they’re still willing to do that.  Another thing about getting older – grandkids tend to outgrow their grandparents.  That’s the hardest one to handle.

Equally difficult is looking back at all those missed opportunities and latent dreams.  Don’t get me wrong.  I’m thrilled with my life, and there’s not much I’d change if I could.  But that doesn’t mean I’m ready to roll over and just take whatever life throws my way.  Besides, I’m the one who abused this body all those years.  I’ve earned it.

But with every new day comes new opportunities.  It may be the same old opportunities or something completely new.  As a comedian, I always reminded people that we don’t stop laughing when we grow old – we grow old when we stop laughing.  The same is true of opportunity, and life.  But the sad fact is, too many people stop living long before they die.

As long as we have air in our lungs and food in our belly, we have the ability to enjoy a more complete and vibrant life.  Yes, that vibrance may fade over the years, but it never completely goes away.  It’s our ability to make the most of life, and those opportunities, that determines whether we spend our days living or wasting away.  You already know my choice.

Give this some thought over the weekend.  Just because you missed an opportunity once doesn’t mean it’s gone forever.  And the fact that you can’t run as fast as you used to, or jump as high, doesn’t mean you’re bedridden.  Life is what we make of it.  Make yours count!

That’s all for now.  Make the most of the day and have an awesome weekend!

© 2023 Dave Glardon – All rights reserved