The Hungry Years
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?
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