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Steve Jobs is a master of presentation.  His outlook is brilliant – “I love beautiful objects. I love creating them. Negative people upset me.” And, he seems totally effortless when he presents.  So what’s his biggest secret?  PRACTICE.  That’s right – Steve Jobs practices.Frankly, it’s not one of my favorite things to do. In fact, much to my embarrassment, the only time I really rehearse is – well – when I’m at rehearsal! (The Master Chorale of South Florida).And the price I pay for this stubborness is that I seldom deliver award-winning presentations. Oh, I’m good.  I can engage an audience and leave them with good stuff.  But ‘WOW’ them Steve Jobs style?  NO.So you’ll notice a new goal on my list:  Be willing to practice. Next question you might have is what’s with the ‘be willing’ part?  I’ve learned over the years that sometimes we have to back up for a jump start. If I just said I’m going to practice but I knew in my heart I wasn’t yet willing, I’d wind up with a failed goal.  So – first – the willingness. And, I’ll let you know when I change it to PRACTICE!  Meanwhile – here’s a look at the kind of perfection Jobs delivers after he practices! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YUeM6FBInfw

Sometime during this day, you’ll want to get in touch with what’s really important in life.  What really matters. What’s REAL. When that moment occurs, click on the below and visit the BBC Motion Gallery.  http://www.flashcomguru.com/apps/fullscreen_player9/fullscreen.html

It’s been barely six months since I had to put my little boy to rest. 

We spent almost seventeen years together and I can still remember the day I brought him home. I promised him a life of love, adventure, fun, undisturbed naps and – most of all – no suffering. Already on that first day when he was just three months old, I dreaded the inevitable. It came all too fast.

Our time flew by and – though he was a valiant warrior to the end – he told me when it was time to go.  And, I had to keep my promise.

I think he knew what a terrible gap he’d leave. How much I’d miss his mischief, his unconditional love, his warmth and companionship. 

And, I do. Oh, I do. Every day. Every night. And, always in between.

Can I possibly find another little guy to fill SugarFoote’s little paws?  Never.  Ever. Ever. And, I don’t know yet what I’ll do about that.