The radio commercial came on advertising that Yanni was coming in concert. Like a school girl, my grandmother was a little giddy mentioning she’d love to go, then dropped it.
Who the hell was Yanni?
One trip to Ticketmaster in the mall later (obviously, pre-internet), I walked out with two tickets to see some long-haired Greek musician.
We went and had a good time. But I do remember being there in a sea of people, mind-giggling and wondering WTF am I doing here? Oh yeah, small price to pay to make Grandma happy!
Here it comes again
That feeling washed over me again a few weeks back, but in a much worse way.
I was standing in a semi-public place that I had to be, listening to the mish-mash of conversations, observing the body language of the 30 or so people around me, and it slapped me in the face, hard…
I don’t belong here.
I’ve always kinda known, but this feeling was indescribably clear. These aren’t my people, this isn’t what I should be doing right now, and if I died today God and I would both be a little disappointed this is how I spent my time.
It’s like Jim and Erma were standing behind me, whispering in my ear. Jim in my left, “You are the average of the five people…” and Erma in my right ear, “… I used everything You gave me.”
Shit, how could I have let this go on for so long?
Doing something once for the experience or to make someone else happy, I’m all in. But spending your most valuable resource doing the wrong thing on a consistent basis is a silly waste.
Whatever you’re doing today, this week, and this year, make sure it’s aligned to your family, beliefs, goals, and yourself.
If not, it’s time to make a plan for change. Tomorrow is never guaranteed.
My two changes are May 25th and December 1st of 2017. Stay tuned and feel free to share yours too!