On the way home today, I had a quick phone call with a friend. We briefly talked about our busy weeks. Let me quickly summarize for ya: I'm exhausted. It's been a long week…and it's still just Tuesday. I hung up the phone. A Kenny Chesney song, "Young", comes on the radio – pining for the gold ol' days of youth gone by. Yeah, I'm feeling ya. Halfway through the song, I'm driving past a funeral home in Lewisville with a full parking lot.
Sometimes it's so easy to feel overwhelmed with our commitments. I need to do a better job of appreciating the time I get to spend with my wife and dogs. I need to do a better job of telling them that I love them and they're important to me. I need to do a better job telling my friends that I appreciate them. I need to be appreciating my own brief time. I need to do a better job seeing the signs, not just speeding past assuming that their all the same. They're definitely not.
Thank you to my internet friends – y'all rock. Thank you to those few people I can laugh with in person and who let me call them friends. Thank you to my d-o-g-s-es who light up when I walk into a room. And thank you to my wife. You're my best friend, and I light up when you walk into the room.