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Melinda and I heading to St. George for the weekend!!!

This is what legacy actually looks like. No stage. No spotlight. No money attached. Just a man… showing up. I didn’t have this growing up. So I decided— it changes with me. I’ll stay physically strong. Mentally sharp. Present in the moments that matter. He might not remember flying that kite. But I will. And I’m building a life where he remembers me. 👉 Men—what are you doing today that your grandkids will feel someday?

Last night I listened to an old song by Neil Sedaka called The Hungry Years. It took me back. Back to when Melinda and I were first married. Back to when we were in college. Back to when we were broke. Our “date nights” were a 50-cent ice cream cone and sitting on the porch of the tiny basement apartment we rented. We’d sit there listening to the football games at Ricks College because we couldn’t afford tickets. At the time, I hated it. I remember feeling like I was failing as a husband because I couldn’t provide more. I thought those were the hard years. But something strange happens as life goes on. You look back and realize… Those might have been the best years. Before the noise. Before the pressure. Before the world convinced you that more stuff equals more success. The truth is this: A lot of men today have money… But they’ve lost the simplicity that made life meaningful. The time with family. The joy of building something together. Helping someone with no thought of a paycheck. Doing good just because it’s right. Maybe real wealth isn’t adding more. Maybe it’s clearing away what doesn’t matter so you can focus on what does. Family. Faith. Service. Purpose. That’s the kind of wealth worth building. 🔥 Reflection for the brotherhood: If you could simplify your life today… what would you remove so you could focus on what truly matters?

I’ve spoken about not letting your goals take over your life… about being present… about planning your day. Truth is, I had to learn this the hard way. There was a time when I thought being “locked in” meant 24/7 tunnel vision. Every hour had to be productive. Every moment had to move the needle. If I wasn’t working toward the goal, I felt guilty. And what happened? I was chasing the future so hard that I wasn’t even living the present. I’d win on paper… but feel empty in real life. I realized something: goals are powerful, but they’re terrible masters. What changed for me was simple , structure. Instead of letting ambition run wild in my head all day, I started breaking things down. Planning my day. Assigning time slots to what actually mattered. Deep work had its place. Training had its place. Family had its place. Rest had its place. And when I was in one of those blocks, I was fully there. That’s the key. When you give your goals a container, they stop spilling into every corner of your life. You become more focused. More productive. And ironically, more at peace. How are you going to win the week.? But don’t lose your life trying to win it. Who can make the smallest change that will have the biggest impact?