Monday, February 8, 2016

Between 3 and 93

Most mornings he bounces out of bed, head on a swivel, huge grin on his face and looking around to see what possibilities present themselves for that day. My son says he's hell on wheels.

Don't want mom and dad to go to work? Hide their car keys.

Don't like what's on TV? When someone leaves the room grab the remote and start pushing buttons. (The cable company said what he did was impossible to do!)

Breakfast not to your liking? Grin and yell "Noooooooooooo," Push it on to the floor.

Joan told me once "Don't even try."

He is not mean. Each adventure positive or otherwise is met with a grin and a laugh and sometimes a run to his room where he closes the door and laughs

He's almost 3

A friend, her sister and her dad left Chicago on Saturday to take a month long trip by car to the Grand Canyon via the old Route 66. They'll be coming by following the Rio Grande and then turning left to head for home. It's an important trip for her dad. Time is running out for him.

He's 93 and soon he'll be 94.

He told his daughters that the clock was ticking and that he couldn't plan his trip for age 94 until he took one at 93.

3 and 93

In between sit the rest of us.

In between  are all sorts of warnings, admonitions and detailed plans on what success means and what it should be and how you and I are supposed to behave to achieve it.

Often we end up sitting in a coffee shop across from a coach and saying

I know what I am supposed to be is inside of me, I just can't seem to locate it

I told someone recently that when we enter grade school we should be given a large sheet of construction paper and a box of crayons and be asked to draw a picture of "what we wanna be!" It should be updated every few years. It should be part of our permanent file and our "education" should be based on "what we wanna be."

I spoke to a group last week about coaching and how to pick a good coach. One of the bio questions I had to answer was "What do you do for fun?"

This is it. Writing, speaking, coaching and acting like a 3 year old from time to time. Meeting people, helping them find their path. This is what I've wanted all my life. It took over 40 years to find it but one day it popped up and yelled, "Here I am."

I'm having fun doing what I'm doing.

How about you?