Funny how life gets so busy that we forget the little things.
Recently I had an anniversary that I totally forgot. This is not the usual anniversary
where I need to apologize to a woman or look for a new one. Drinking for me is
an issue. I cannot take just one drink and I have no control for like most
things, I only know two speeds: WFO (wide freaking open) or OFF. For years I
drank and did things that were to some bad. That life style came to an abrupt
halt and I was forced to make a simple choice. I had no question and made it
completely. Now my friends have a driver and I am in a better place. For my anniversary,
congratulations on a life choice that is better for you!
As I drove to work this morning and was pondering my next tattoo (which will be homage to the children in my life) a statement stuck in my mind. I want the tattoo to represent what they mean to me and how I want them to grow to be. Then I remembered the TAD directive. Devised years ago to guide me as I did work for Uncle Sam, it’s a trivial acronym that has burned its way into my being. Of all the random stuff I have carried for my life this one has taught and kept me on my path. TAD stands for Think Act Deal. Three simple words but oh do they mean so much more. THINK as this skill is disappearing in today’s age it is critical that you NEVER forget it. Even in that life changing, time stops and the Zen like calm of a life stops everything there is time to THINK. Give it a second and think and I mean really think about it. What will this cost? Where will it take me? Can I live with my choice? Seems like a child’s nursery rhyme but so often we forget that a moment of thought could p...
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