Dear Son

Living In A Moment...
Living In A Moment...

Randy Pausch, who wrote The Last Lecture, and shortly thereafter, died, wrote a book about living while he was dying.

I’m writing a book about living while I’m living.

We are all dying, son, it’s simply a fact of life.

Leave a trail for your Family. That’s what I’m doing for you, son.

Yesterday, as my crazy mind was racing, I recalled Randy’s life, his book, and both touched my soul and inspired me, as well as countless millions. And the sad fact that his “anniversary” is soon – July 25. Two years ago Randy left his earthly life.

Somehow, I recalled the cassette tapes I used to make for your Mother. I’d pour over our CD collection, for hours, and create loving tributes for your Mom.

Must have been five or six tapes total. Most likely over 100 of the best Love songs ever written. Most of them Country songs, and most of them obscure songs, meaning they weren’t hits or mainstream.

Here’s one of them, called “Living In A Moment (You Would Die For)”:

Keep Touching Lives

Tales From The Road
Tales From The Road

Recently received an email from an occasional reader. It’s a random comment like this that makes the journey’s effort so worthwhile. What keeps you motivated to keep pushing forward?

“Hey Jeff, We met a couple of years ago in the Orlando airport. You were admiring my little netbook computer and we had a nice chat. I just wanted to let you know that I read your blogs from time to time, when I have time, and I enjoy your insights. I love this bit about the 1 to 10 scale and your son’s answer. You’re a lucky man to receive that sort of love. And I think your son is lucky too. Keep touching lives.”

If you blog, or pray, or exercise, or raise a family, or try to help others, don’t give up.

When you least expect it, something or someone will feed your soul. It’s God’s way of reminding you that life is hard, but also virtuous.

He Said…

Track IS Religion At Oregon
Track IS Religion At Oregon

When I asked our son (9), on a ten scale, how much he thought I loved him, his answer blew me away.

Of course, what adult wouldn’t want a 9, 10 or even an 11?

What do you think you’d get?

You know what I got?

Fifty.

Humbled.

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On A Scale Of 1-10

Cat's In A Cradle?
Cat's In A Cradle?

How do you measure success?

How often do you measure it?

Do you have a consistent method?

Does it even matter?

What do you do if you are doing poorly, or, really well?

How do you avoid giving up, or, getting complacent?

These are things we all need to figure out.

So last night I asked our son, On a scale of one to ten, how much do you think I love you?

His answer really surprised me.