When we focus on what was, we miss enjoying what is.

Colleagues,

As I write, I’m in San Francisco trying to help my 92-year-old mom. She’s still doing great, but we are working on getting me more integrated into her medical and financial processes so I can be there to help if/when needed.

I am so blessed that mom is still here, but watching her world get smaller, and her independence diminish has been very difficult.

It’s easy for me to get depressed about all the things she can’t do. But when I do that, I lose sight of what she can do. Like enjoying a butterscotch latte at Java Beach.

Cheers!

​Frederick