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There are always a million reasons not to do something.
Today was my late friend Clay's birthday. We always went to a baseball game for our birthdays. We were trying to hit all 30 stadiums before 50. Baseball and our love of photography were the foundation of our friendship.
Last week, I realized I wasn’t going anywhere this year, and it hurt. Then I caught myself.
Nothing was actually stopping me. I was making the usual excuses of deadlines at work, timing, and the effort it would take to go alone. It’s easy to make excuses. It's harder to go anyway.
I booked the flight to Houston. I reached out to a friend in the area I hadn’t seen in years. We spent the day in the city, and I ended it at the game, talking to complete strangers who quickly became friends.
It wasn’t the same, but it wasn’t supposed to be.
The deadline is still looming over me, and the week will be harder because I went. I knew that when I booked the flight.
I am still glad I went.
Grief changes what things look like, but it doesn't mean they are over. The best growth happens when you keep going, especially when it would be easier not to.
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There are always a million reasons not to do something.
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