In the immortalized words of Ferris Bueller, “Life moves pretty fast…”, but really, it’s not the speed of life that worries me, but the sudden, and unanticipated stop at the end. While we travel down this wondrous and chaotic super highway, we are presented with only a few opportunities in life to power up. Miss those opportunities and life passes you by, or worse, forces you onto the median completely out of fuel.
Many of you who listen to the podcast probably heard my dedication in CBP17 to my Uncle Pat who was suffering severely from cancer. The cancer won. In the early morning of August 28th, 2013, in his home in Hawaii, Pat succumbed to the disease and passed on.
I have had many people in my family die, but none has affected me nearly as much as Pat. It’s cliche, but I know he is in a much better place now. If God does exist, Pat is the Lord’s champion now, a warrior with an infectious smile and a powerful bear hug. He is now where he is truly meant to be.
On the show, I made a pledge to be the best man, best husband, best father I can possibly be in honor of this truly great man. I don’t think that’s nearly enough, though. In the wake of his passing, the pervasive thought is that there is a serious lack of awesome in the world right now, and that gap needs to be filled. Will I fill it? I don’t know, but I’m damn sure going to try, and I’m going to try and help others be awesome too.
Today starts anew and I vow to be more powerful, more influential, more helpful and more inspiring than ever before. I’m on the highway, my foot on the gas, and I’m planting it to the floorboard, cranking up the radio and lighting up a Molotov cocktail. When I get to the “Bridge Out” sign at the end of life, I will not stop, but instead fly off the end in a blaze of glory, hooting like Bo and Luke Duke on a half a jug of moonshine.
If you can’t hang with that, I suggest you get out of the way, because I refuse to stop—not now, not ever.
Rest in peace, Uncle Pat. No Ka Oi!