…but you can’t pick your family.
And as we turn the page on another year, I’m quite happy to report that I wouldn’t want to change either.
I’ve been spending a long weekend with family, and the best of friends and neighbors. The older one gets, the more reflective one becomes at certain milestones. More appreciative of those in our lives, by relation or by choice.
I’m quite lucky to have the family I do, and the friends I have. I plan to be around to torture them for a very long time.
And for my colleagues who may read this and see it as a signal that I may be mellowing, I have three words to share.
Not a chance.