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Oh wow

Steve Jobs, the charismatic co-founder of Apple was dying. Surrounded by his family the cancer-stricken Jobs’ breathing was labored. His sister, Mona described the sound as if he was on an arduous journey. “He seemed to be climbing,” she said. He would only live a few more hours. As his condition deteriorated, his breathing changed. “I could feel him counting his steps, pushing farther than before,” she said. “Death didn’t happen to Steve, he achieved it.” When the time finally came, he looked at his children, then to his wife, Laurene. Then his eyes locked in over their shoulders past them, and he uttered his final words: ‘Oh wow. Oh wow. Oh wow.” The man remembered as a brilliant visionary …

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Stop Sabotaging Your Life

No seriously. Stop. Today. Just decide. It’s nobody’s else’s fault. It’s your fault. Fix it. I made the decision some years ago to do some internal tidying up. I Marie Kondo-ed my life. In case you’ve been living under a rock, Marie is the Japanese cleaning guru who asks the question, “Does it spark joy?” If the answer is “no” then get rid of it. This works for closets, drawers and entire rooms. It will also work for your life. Figuring out what’s cluttering up you is simple if you’re honest. Write it down. There’s too much drama in my life. I have hurtful conflicts with people. I’m married but I cross the line with other women. I’m broke and …

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Lasts

I saw a quote from an unknown author the other day and honestly, it’s haunting me. At some point in your childhood, you and your friends went outside to play together for the last time and nobody knew it. That’s it isn’t it? That’s life. We’re born, we grow up too fast, and as many times as we promise ourselves to savor every minute, the minutes rush from the flood gates and overwhelm our days. Perhaps this quote will help. I printed it out and put it on my desk – a reminder that “lasts” happen every day. Last conversations, last hugs, last chances, and last wishes. It’s Christmas time. At some point, stop and take a good look around. …

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The Lost Boy

Just like clockwork, there was a familiar enthusiastic knock on the front door. Nearly every morning, Jaylen the eight-year-old boy from next door would rap on the door looking for food, something to do or…well, really anything. “It’s Jaylen again,” Lindsey calls to her husband as she opens the door and he scurries in. Like most boys his age, Jaylen is a bundle of energy. He’s a sweet little boy with an enormous smile and an infectious laugh. He lives with his grandparents a few acres down the hill from Lindsey’s home. But he’s rarely there. He leaves the house in the morning, plays on the farm, gets lost in the woods, and hangs out at the neighbor’s house. One …

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Egg Salad and So Much More

My grandma made the most incredible egg salad sandwiches. She’d make me two: one for now, one for later. She’s been gone for fifteen years and I can still taste them. My cousin Katie has received an angel Christmas ornament every year for more than two decades. First from her grandmother. Then, after she passed away, from her grandfather. Today, just weeks after her grandfather passed, she received one from her mom. Sometimes the world brings me down. There’s so much heartbreak. It often overwhelms. But then, I turned to social media and asked people what they’re grateful for. Only minutes later… Hearing my daughter’s heartbeat. My son and my health. My wife’s face. I found a living donor who …