Last night, I drove my son to the airport. He is leaving for a 5 month gig on the Azamara Journey. As I said goodbye, I told him that the next time he sees me, I will be retired. Wow!!
There’s a lot that I want to accomplish before I see him again. It is time to get started. The days are moving fast. Time is something you can never get back. I won’t waste one more minute on wrong thinking. I will take care of the clock. I will respect my compass.
Let the home stretch begin.