Being Grateful
Wishing everyone, who observes, a Happy Easter and Passover, and Happy Spring to everyone. On this beautiful day in the mountains,
I am grateful for many things, here a just a few:
- my life,
- my wife Anitra,
- my children, Skye, Cameron, Sierra and Talli
- my family, brothers and sisters – Clay and Patrick Brooks, Rain, Amber & Teri Parks, Eva Sage, Star & Garrett
- my Mom Penny
- my Dad Luke and stepmother Mary Gordon
- my Grandmothers, Dot Kalehoff and Ruth “Mimi†Wallin
- my In-laws, John Carr & Janel Seymour
- other in-laws - Corinne & Michael O’Flynn, Francis Robinson, Colleen Carr
- Nieces and nephews: Terra Sage Wallin, Alex, Samantha and Erika Robinson, Conor, Rory, Liam and Aiden O’Flynn
- Uncle Edd, cousins Max, Rex and Alexis Kalehoff
- Aunt Marge, cousins Jennifer, Madelyn and Kaley and in the memory of Ariel Ball.
- Cousins Kim and Lisa
- The LaCrosse family
- Our 11 year old Beagle, Louie Loki Wallin
- And all the other extended family
- My friends… growing up in Hoboken, Boston, and mainly on Longboat Key,
- Cornell and Vanderbilt
- Indy, SKL, Napa, NWS, WSWA, eSkye, Lipman, YPO
- My extended friends, acquaintances and online network (some of you I feel like I know you better than some family members… kind of strange)
- My business partners and colleagues
- All the teachers, coaches and adult leaders who have been there for my kids
- All the people who helped me along the way in school, Scouts, business and life
- My health
- My family’s health
- The opportunities I have had
- The opportunities that continue to present themselves to me
- The mistakes I’ve made and the lessons I’ve learned
- The chance to make a difference to others and leave the world a better place
- The ability to choose who I will be each and every day
What are you grateful for today?
Last night while looking up at the stars on the deck, a mountain lion screamed over and over at Grand Lake, CO… I wrote this to Anitra to memorialize the feeling in that moment:
Night Screams – March 30, 2013
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The stars so bright in the mountain sky
A moment’s glimpse of ancient history
Amid the melting snow, a strange sound
Over and over, bone chilling screams
We go inside, seeking safety and warmth
The lion of the mountain, her voice so confident,
Rules the night.
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