This last Saturday was the annual Bacoon Ride in central Iowa. I (and thousands of my closest friends) rode 80 miles in beautiful weather and stopped every five to seven miles for beer and bacon. This is the closest thing to heaven I can imagine. I used to say - and I stand by this even today - this represents one of the best days of the year for me.
For some people, it’s getting ready and experiencing an over the top Christmas or whatever holiday. For some it’s the state fair. For some, it’s the last day of school. Regardless of your “day” or event -- I really feel it’s important to have something to look forward to, prepare, and enjoy to its fullest potential.
I remember talking to Dad after Mom passed away. Dad would say that a regret of his was not having more fun vacations and travel with Mom … little did anyone know she’d die so soon. He said they saved for retirement and had planned to go on trips and “live it up” after he retired. His message to me was to live every day to its max. Life, love, and great days aren’t a guarantee - so be selfish and grab it while you can.