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6 years ago next month marks the anniversary of opening the little restaurant on the corner of 8th & S streets in Lincoln, NE.  I like to think of our place as the Little Restaurant That Could.  There was a long season of worry and fear, struggling to overcome the phobia that we were not going to make it.  But eventually, slowly but surely, the cadence began to call out, “I think I can, I think I can, I think I can…”

There are certain things in life that, no matter how hard you try or how much you want to share, are not going to be fully understood by anyone else other than you.  No one knows the thoughts of a man, except the man himself.  This is a very important thing to realize, especially as I increase in years.

I turned 50 this year.  This milestone for me is not as much about growing older; that was what 30 and 40 felt like. I’m learning to accept the limitations that age brings me.  I’m slowly starting to give myself a little slack for not being able to do the same things I did when I was a young man.  Turning 50 is about clarity.  It’s more about making sure I am dialed in on a frequency that I can hear clearly. I’m on the back half of my days.   I want to be certain that I don’t squander what I have left.  I once heard that we can treat our time like money.  We can waste it, spend it or invest it.  I’m all about the latter.

The main reason I started writing this blog was that I wanted a way to chronicle this next leg of the journey.  I took a friend’s advice to go ahead and make the journaling public because I would be more accountable to it that way.  I underestimated the importance of this decision.  By letting the thoughts, plans and ideas come to the light; I had to take them more seriously.

It’s a given that everyone longs for understanding.  But it’s hard to understand a person that doesn’t want to know himself.  As I reflect on the last six years, I now realize more clearly why I opened the restaurant.  It came at a time when I was desperate, searching for direction that mattered and made sense personally.  Had I not known something about myself and how I was wired, who knows what course I would have taken?

As the days get fewer, so do the choices, and the chances.

Tuning in the Right Frequency

One thought on “Tuning in the Right Frequency

  • July 23, 2013 at 4:19 pm

    I enjoyed this post. Happy anniversary!

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