What’s On My Mind

I got the call from my mom Sunday.

​She had just dropped dad off at the Emergency Room.

Droopy left cheek. Trouble chewing. Slurring words.

​Not good.

An ambulance was rushing him to a larger hospital.

​I rushed too, packing a bag and driving the hour to meet my mom at her house.

​The rest of this week has been a blur.

​Good news moments.

​Bad news moments.

​A roller coaster of emotions.

​We got 2 short visitations a day with dad and all the waiting rooms were closed due to COVID, so mom and I spent most of our time at her place.

​I’ll never forget the low point.

​Tuesday.

​We were at their kitchen table and dad had looked horrible when we left the hospital.

​The technical details from CT Scans and MRIs were positive, but he had lost so much cognitive ability it was hard to watch.

​That moment.

​It just didn’t seem like dad would make it.

My mom and I made a pact.

​We would do two things.

​We’d be brutally honest about what we were facing.

​And at the very same time we’d have unwavering faith we’d make it through, no matter what happened.

​We cried so much in that kitchen that day.

​But we were together.

​We had each other.

​I ran across those two rules years ago. They helped me so much this week.

​Combining brutal honesty with unwavering faith is powerful.

​Jim Collins called thinking in those two ways The Stockdale Paradox.

​You can see him describe it powerfully in less than 3 minutes here.

​It’s worth the watch.

​That mindset has gotten me through a lot of tough times.

​And it did this time as well.

​My daughter Josie and I drove to the hospital the next morning, meeting my mom.

​Dad was much better.

​It turned out the anti-seizure medications dad had been given right before we left the day before had impacted him more than we had realized.

​His improvement has continued and and as I write this on Friday, he’s resting at home.

​It’s going to take a lot of physical and speech therapy, but there’s a chance he’ll get back, close to 100%.

​I know he’s exhausted now.

​I’m exhausted too.

​But even more so, I’m feeling grateful.

​So grateful.

​This week gave me a gift: clarity.

​I couldn’t help but think a lot about the Top Five Regrets of the Dying, a book by Bonnie Ware.

​That book summarized all she learned from guiding 1000s of patients through their final moments.

(You can get a quick overview in this article.)

​Bonnie found five regrets came up often:

1. I wish I’d had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me.

2. I wish I hadn’t worked so hard.

​3. I wish I’d had the courage to express my feelings.

​4. I wish I had stayed in touch with my friends.

​5. I wish that I had let myself be happier.

​I thought about my dad a lot this week.

​My mom just as much.

My wife Becky. My daughters Gabby and Josie. My friends, colleagues and clients.

​Through it all, I felt grateful.

​No matter what happened to dad, I knew he had no regrets.

​He lived a life true to himself.

An alcoholic, he had his last drink August 4, 1984.

​Shortly after that he got a Masters Degree in Substance Abuse Counseling, finishing his career helping thousands of people overcome addictions.

​My mom has lived a life true to herself too.

And as I thought about me and my family, I was flooded with all we’ve done to live a life true to ourselves. To spend time together. To have strong relationships.

​To work hard, but as a way to help others.

​To express our feelings.

​To invest in amazing friends.

​To let ourselves be happy.

​This week was hell.

​And yet I’m so grateful for it.

Here’s my clarity.

​I’m grateful that the people I love are living a life they love.

I’m grateful for all the support I got this week: friends, clients, colleagues. People rushed to help. They prayed. They let me know they were thinking of me. They jumped in to help any way they could.

​I’ve been overwhelmed with support.

​Most of all, I’m grateful my dad is still here to have a positive impact on those around him.

​Especially my daughters.

​One day at a time, he’s trying to make the world a little better.

Me too.

I know you are too.

​We’ve all been given a great gift today.

​We’re alive.​

So let’s live.

Let’s get after it!

Let’s all ask ourselves…

​What can we do to make the world a little better today?

No regrets.

Mo