This weekend my daughter turns 9 years old. Dang; time flies.
It occurred to me not long ago that if she heads off somewhere to college right after high school, then she’ll be leaving around the age of 18. Now, I know that’s not an absolute. She may go to school locally and live at home. She may not even go to college. But the point of my realization is simple:
A new stage of life typically begins after high school. And my daughter is half way there.
Half of those years are behind me. Half of them are ahead.
It’s simple realizations like this that make the decision to not kill myself “hustling” as an entrepreneur absolutely obvious. Gotta make those years with her count for everything they can.
Half way there. Half way to go.