If you were to get really honest with yourself, would you say you love what you do everyday? Especially the time you’re trading for money? The time that you will never get back. I have to admit, I do not love what I do.
I love talking to people; I love looking at gorgeous houses and apartments and seeing how people live and how they decorate their homes; I love being a little investigator when things do not make sense; I love the work flexibility that comes with planning your inspections to suit you.
But I don’t enjoy the early starts, late nights and the crazy timeframes from the banks. The properties that are impossible to get through. Crushing peoples properties dreams day in, day out. Being unable to take a sick day when you are actually so sick, you can’t sleep at night (but there’s properties to inspect and reports to send off and taking a sick day will just make it more stressful in the coming days).
Last week, a friend died doing what he loved and that was wing suit jumping. The most adventurous person I knew, it was something he’s been doing for years and the videos he captured on his go pro were nothing short of incredible. The day that I found out, I rushed out of the office and drove straight to the beach near his house. I stood on the beach and just watched the sun go down; this was the only thing that came out:
I’ve disabled comments on this post because I’m not posting this for sympathy (I don’t even want to talk about it). I just want this to be the 100th reminder that life is SO short. You may be excited to see someone in a few weeks & then all of a sudden, that moment never comes. Al had a massive impact on so many lives. A month shy of his 26th birthday, he had been and done so much in a short amount of time.
The most important message he had for the world, that he lived every single day was, “find the courage to pursue your dreams. Be passionate”. And here’s to exactly that Al.