Perspective & meaning… both are subjective. I’m winding down my 34th year here on earth and have so much to be thankful for. I’m blessed to have a wonderful wife, 22 weeks pregnant with my second child, a girl. I saw her little face in real detail during a sonogram for the first time two weeks ago. I cried. My son, Maverick, is two years old, healthy, mischievous, and full of life. I fear I am not doing enough… That’s where Perspective and Meaning comes in. From where I sit, I feel like I am short changing Tiffany, Maverick and Baby Girl. I have a great job, I one I have earned after years of diligent work, and the beneficence of several leaders who see potential in me. I try to be present, to get on the floor and engage with Maverick. But from my perspective, I do not feel like I am going the distance, doing enough.

I’ve struggled with imposter syndrome for as long as I can remember. From being a teenager leading a technical crew producing and directing live multi camera events, to leading a business unit with direct responsibility for the livelihoods of 150 people and more than $50,000,000 in annual spend and every step along the way. I have struggled with the idea that I was not good enough, qualified, or worthy of my current position. At this point, I feel like this perspective is what is driving me to succeed in my work, I spend my time on edge trying to hone my abilities and make myself the best I can be… “Fake it until you make it…” While that mindset has worked at work (so far) does it really work at home? Because I sure struggle with it at home, in my marriage, as a father.

Meaning… What is my purpose? What is my reason for existing? First, to serve my Creator. Second to serve my Wife and Kids. Third, to serve my friends. So, while my perspective may be clouded by my fears of not being enough… I sure have my meaning nailed down. As my compass it has not let me down yet.