Build your home in the path of progress

Construction of Florida Hospital Winter Garden
Yesterday after a haircut and lunch at Fowler Groves.

 

Love to snap an occasional photo as a local hospital goes up.

It reminds me that there’s prevailing wisdom that says, “Build your home in the path of progress, before the progress is talked about.”

Done.

Now, 25 years after moving in, we are on the verge of having a local Hospital.

 

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Take your time but don’t wait

Florida Hospital Winter Garden construction photo
Earth Day: Florida Hospital Winter Garden under construction, April 22, 2015.

 

Meeting with some Healthcare leaders for breakfast this morning (April 23) to discuss their future.

When this post goes live August 1, 2015, will there be a contract to do work that matters?

PS. Aug 1 update: still in negotiations.

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Two Teams…

Both these teams have the same goal…

There is not a singular approach to winning. Whether in youth soccer, or life in general.

There is an approach to excellence; however, that demands certain things. Do you have convictions about what they are?

(on purpose, 4 of today’s 5 photos are from a Central Florida girls youth soccer tournament)

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1 Thing That Was Most Touching

They Grew Up Together
They Grew Up Together
I Slept With Him In His Cage For Hours
I Slept With Him In His Cage For Hours

This blog, of the five, is about the day to day stuff that doesn’t fall into one of life’s big four choices – MIND, BODY, SPIRIT, MONEY.

I mean, where would picking out a puppy fall? Or picking a Vet?

We’ve been going to the same Vet for 23 years, in Kissimmee, Florida.

As our most recent Lab Carter, began to fail rapidly on February 10, we chose a Vet much closer.

Why? Because I knew we’d be making many trips, maybe even daily. Chapin came with Carter and me several times.

A Few Days Later, Valentines Day
A Few Days Later, Valentines Day

I dug the grave (above) and buried Carter on Valentine’s Day.

Then the day after I laid Carter to rest, a Monday, I went in to pay the Vet bill.

Amanda, who saw me first, well, the first thing she said was, “How’s your son?”

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