I'm feeling philosophical this morning. While running on the beach over this past weekend, our dog ingested an endotoxin that shut down her intestines and, a few hours later, ended her short life. On Sunday, my closest girlfriends celebrated the short but vibrant life of our 50-year-old friend who lost an 8-year battle with cancer. Think: tear-filled weekend.
So, I'm sitting here contemplating the meaning of life and how I live mine. Some thoughts for life and work:
So, I'm sitting here contemplating the meaning of life and how I live mine. Some thoughts for life and work: