Now that I’m 30 and I’m a dad (to go along with my sweet gray hair), I have really started to think about where I am in life, how I got here, who I’ve met along the way, etc. Last night Leasa, Sonny, and I were fortunate enough to gather with a bunch of great friends. This gathering wasn’t special, with the exception of some brief Halloween activities. But it sure felt special.
When we get together with our friends it’s always the same basic setup. There’s food, drinks, and lots of talking. It’s a “safe space” in the truest sense of the phrase. We all feel comfortable talking about sensitive, scary topics. The best part is that, to my knowledge, everyone leaves with their healthy respect of everyone else still intact. Leasa and I used to think we needed to get out of the Midwest. We loved our time at Purdue but the weather sucks and Indiana is “boring”. We really wanted to move somewhere “cool”. But it’s the people we’ve met, and continue to meet, that brought us back to Lafayette and have kept us here.
The lesson I’ve learned is that any place can be special when you spend time with the right people. A former boss told me something that stuck with me, and that was “why not here?”. Sure, if our gym was in a bigger city where people were more health-conscious we’d probably be exploding. But would that make what we’re doing more special? Likewise, if we moved to a place with more people and more exciting things to do, would that make us feel more enriched? I very much doubt it. I am so grateful for the people that I get to spend time with on a regular basis. Thanks to all you awesome folks who contribute to making me a better husband, father, coach, and person.