In the past three months I have lost my marriage, two very close friends, 15 pounds, my house… and on Sunday, my grandfather.
I don’t want to add ‘my job’ to that list (which is why i haven’t posted in a while).
Through all of this, I have had this idea brewing in my head of an extraordinary human being. Being one, and understanding what it is to be one.
But what does it mean? For me, it means admitting flaws, being generous with your grace, honest with your intentions, invested deeply in your life, focused, and devoted to giving back to the world more than you take from it. Probably lots more. Integrity, rigor, forgiveness to name a few.
I have not always been the human I want to be. Every day I strive.
I’m curious – readers – what do you think makes an extraordinary human? Do you like this idea? Want to be one? Want to partner with one?
I would love your thoughts.