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Support systems, sometimes they are very visible and apparent, other times they are behind the scenes.  Whether they are out in the open or are discretely hidden behind something else, their importance is still the same.  Without a solid support system, things are destined to fall over, to fail, to collapse.  Support systems are there for the trying times, when things are being tested to their maximum, stressed beyond belief, support systems hold everything together.

I was reminded this weekend how important my support system was, and got a good view on other’s support systems as well.  See, several months ago, I decided it was high time for me to get back into shape, and what better way to get motivated than to sign up for a half marathon. Well this Sunday was the race, and my family cam out in full force to support me.  Along the race, I passed several onlookers, families who were there to support their loved ones as they ran the race.  They placed signs along the course, held signs as people passed by, yelled words of encouragement to not only their loved ones, but to all the racers.

Trust me, if you have never run a long distance race, there are times when you are questioning why you are out there, why you are putting your body through this pain.  At these moments, hearing words of encouragement from strangers can help lift the spirits, help you take another step forward.  I am thankful for all of the well wishers along the way, but what got me to the finish line was know that my wife and four children were waiting there for me.  They were all excited to see me cross that finish line.  They have supported me over the last several months in my training, and they were there to share with in the excitement with me as I crossed the finish line.  I could not have made it through the training without them, and I definitely could not have crossed the finish line without them being there.  There were moments that I just wanted to call it a day, but the thoughts of my support system kept me going.  Little did they know that by simply being there that they were what was getting me through the race.

I am eternally eternally grateful for being blessed with a wonder wife and family, the best support system a guy could ever ask for.


This morning, as I was leaving for work, my daughter Maris told me that she was going to go to the window to watch me leave.  This is not the first time that she, or any of the other three for that matter, have done this; but for some reason this morning it really touched me.  Seeing all four of my children at the dining room window, waving goodbye to me and telling me that they love me made me realize (not that I have not realized this before, but) a few things.  One, how proud I am of them and how proud I am to be their father.  Secondly, it made me realize that these moments are short lived, that before I know it, they will no longer be coming to the window to wave goodbye, they will either have other things going on, or even worse, they will be out of the house.

In life, things happen so quickly, that before you know it, things are gone.  If you blink, you miss out on your opportunity to cherish the small things.  But that is just life, you need to slow down and cherish the small things, before they are no longer there.

The same thing can be said about your career, or your company, just about anything.  You really should take the time to relish in the accomplishments, share in the camaraderie of launching a new product, enjoy every moment of your career and the things you share with those around you.  After all, you spend at least a third of your days (at least the work week) with the people around you, take the time to enjoy them and all that you do, because before you know it, those small things too will pass and you may have missed out on some really important things.

Life is short, get as much out of it as you can.  You get one shot at it, make it count.

Being a father to four children under the age of five, I read a lot of children’s books.  On occasion, I find myself reading the story of the Little Engine that could.  The kids like it because the version that we have is written by a British author, so the choice of words is sometimes different than what you would get with an American author.  I rather enjoy this as it gives me the opportunity to exercise my British accent (albeit it very poor) and the kids teeter on thinking it is funny or annoying, but all in all it is good times.

The moral of the story is very interesting.  It touches on the notion of setting goals and achieving milestones.  At the beginning of the story you get the sense that it is going to be doom and gloom for the the stranded engine and all of the candy and toys aboard.  As each engine passes by, another rejection is handed down to the engine.  Finally, the little engine passes by the broken down train,and in a move of desperation, the broken down train begs the little switch engine to help pull the rest of the cars over the hill and to the village on the other side.

The little engine is floored.  He realizes that the task he has been asked to perform is next to impossible.  Instead of folding up the tents and packing it in, he decided to give it a go.  He set his goal to be getting the candy and toys up and over that hill and delivered to the children in the village below.  Realizing that what he has signed up for is a lofty goal, he sets out on his missions.  Along the way, he sets milestones to achieve, and as he achieves them he realizes that he is much closer to achieving his goal.  I think I can, I think I can, and before you know it he has achieved his goal.

The story is simple, but the lesson learned from it is invaluable.  Often times in life we set goals, but we do not take the time to figure out what our milestones are so we can ensure that we are on track to achieve said goal(s).  It is virtually impossible to achieve a goal if you have no form of measurement on your progress.  This seems to be so simple, yet more times than not we set down the path of creating goals and come up short in the end.  Take for example the phenomenon that occurs every new year.  Countless thousands of people set the goal for the coming year to be to loose weight and get in shape.  Great goal, but no milestones set to achieve the goal.  How much weight do you want to loose, where do you want to be in one month, three months, six months.  Without these milestones the likelihood of you every acheiving your goals is next to zero.  The only thing you are going to achieve is less money in your banking account and more weight around your midsection.  So what are you waiting for, get milestone setting 😉

Time ticks by minute by minute, then hour by hour, then day by day and before you know it, a year (or maybe more) has passed.  Where doe the time go?  You can never get those moments back, and examining moment by moment they do not see like anything more than that, just a moment.  However, looking at them in sum total, you realize you have lost something substantial, something you can never get back.  So then, why do we let time slip through our hands? Are we just to busy to see it happening, or are we aware of it, but are afraid to do something about it?

There have been several moments in my life where I have stopped and thought, now where did the time go?  Whether it be the case that I made plans with a friend months ago to get together and lo and behold it is six months later and we still have not gotten together or I have arrived at home only to wonder where the time went on the drive home.  Nonetheless, something caused me to suspend my notion of time is precious and I lost something that I will never get back.

I am currently experiencing a major change in my life.  It is something that I knew was coming, but when I found out about the change, I knew I had time before it actually happened.  Instead of cherishing the time I had between finding out and the event actually happening, I spent it in bouts of anger, frustration, confusion.  The list goes on and on.  The time for the change to happen is upon me, and it is a cause for concern.  Not because what is going to happen, but concern for the fact that I did not make the most of the time leading up to it.  I had the opportunity to do things that I had perhaps wanted to do, but just did not know when the right time was.  I could have spent the time enjoying the company of family.  Instead, I let the time slip through my hands.  Now the time has come that I must say goodbye, yet there are things that I wish I would have said, things that I should have done, but I did not.  I did not pay attention to the time, and did not respect it as precious.

The lesson has been learned, I shall cheerish the time that I have, becuase I do not want to look back again and say where did it go, I wish I would have done this or that.  I do not want to wait until it is too late to realize all that could have been.  There is no better time than right now to do what it is you wanted to do, say what it is that you wanted to say.  Because before you know it, you too will be asking yourself where did the time go?