I met with some friends at a cafe last night. We usually meet once or twice a month to connect, update one another on current projects, or simply to trade book and film recommendations. We encourage each other, offering advice, ideas, or just listening ears. We share bits of our lives, hoping that iron will indeed sharpen iron, as the biblical proverb suggests.
These men are as good as my brothers. They applaud my successes, laugh at most of my jokes and keep my sometimes lofty goals grounded. They help me learn from my mistakes, and improve wherever the opportunities arise. I trust them to tell me when I’m off-track, when I’ve strayed from the path that leads to my best tomorrow.
Last night was a game changer for me. I heard some challenging words, but they were good words. I also heard support and love in those challenges.
We collectively hit the precise nerve that could change it all; we cracked the code, so to speak. Effectively, change is in the air. I came home feeling newly motivated. Driven. I even packed today’s lunch with a fresh intensity.
Eventually, I will replace all of this veiled excitement with full-tilt explanations (when it’s appropriate). Suffice to say, the me that is typing this now is not the me that I’ll be a year from now. The one thing that I’m absolutely unwilling to do is to stay the same.
So, here’s to brotherhood. Here’s to accountability. Here’s to the process of progress.
I’m eager to share my journey with you. Watch this space.
// GB //
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