last summer's post of similar reassessment as focus shifted for a brief period from self to group.I had a similar feeling about a year ago. Instead of duplicating the content here, I'll simply direct you to
How else can we explain one trader coming off the mat again and again and again -- and again -- to overcome his humanity and achieve what some might consider the improbable on a sustained basis?
How else can we explain Chelsea's incredible story of managing a daily life-threatening situation to overcome the odds and accomplish more in 18 years than many do in 90.
And as I approach various markers over the coming days -- including the 2 Year anniversary of the blog, 1 Year anniversary of the Boston Bamboo Trader's Picnic, 1 Year anniversary of the Jellie launch, Chelsea's graduation party & 18th birthday (both yesterday), and beginning of our empty nest years -- I'm convinced more than ever that in our case, part of our mission is to inspire others to never give up on life.
Not only not giving up on life, but living it abundantly and to our fullest potential.
For as in this video which I first posted last July, life at times is going to do its best to shake us to our very core. The winds and rains will come -- hard -- and try to drown our strength and motivation. Some will even revel in seeing us flounder.
Yet as Truman did, perhaps it's simply our job to hold onto that rope and raise the sails so God's wind can direct us to that open door. And we all have the rope burns to prove it.
So long this remains our mission and there's more to share, the virtual blog pen will remain in hand.
And if life's sails direct us otherwise? We'll try our best to go where the wind carries us.
Happy Father's Day.