I get fussed some days. Things that niggle, don’t go away kind, or don’t turn out as well as hoped.
Do you have those?
Sometimes kicking myself for procrastinations, or patting my own back – but more often I breathe a deep sigh of relief because, for some reason I didn’t understand, I waited and waited. I could just roll my eyes and wonder why I took so long to do something so minor – that I let it become part of my collective monkeys-on-my-back.
Most often, when things come full-circle, I thank myself for not being so hasty, because patience – for whatever reason that drives it – proves to have been my wiser course of action.
Yesterday was one of those watch the world days, away from my work table, attending an industry conference. A day of schmoozing among 1,400 or so colleagues and contemporaries, listening to dull presentation vs. great conversations in corridors, handshakes and smiles shared with old acquaintance, nudges, winks, “I’ll call you” and “I thought you were going to call me ..??” comments shouted over the milling in food lines.
High points of my day – listening to John Furlong (he headed the Vancouver OlympicsOrganizing Committee) and Craig Kielburger (co-found of WE Day, Me to We and Free The Children), they offered such proud examples of great Canadian-ing – seemed so appropriate for the two days we’d just had.
Someone planned that so very well. As Canadians, this week and given our temperament over recent events, there could have been no better inspiration. The conference, on balance, was good/typical and just fine. With those two speakers, just fine became just fabulous.
column written/ published from Calgary
morning walk: 2C / 36F, clear, breeze-less, early walk in the dark before I tripped off to the gym – serene, quiet, Friday .. perfect.
Powerfully said Mark – such senseless and cowardly acts. But, yes it will change all of us. Regards, MK, Calgary, AB
Thank you for capturing your thoughts and sharing them.I am sad for humanity. :-( I was in NYC on 9/11 and to this day I always say my children will never know the freedom I grew up with. Everything changed that day. Be well Mark...and keep writing! , RQ, New York, NY