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Continued from March 3rd… I can remember seeing my son’s basketball schedule for the 2005-2006 season and was pretty pumped as they were going to play Standford at Stanford in December. I had a friend with a similar business as mine located near Stanford. He was doing some cutting edge things and I had…
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The year is 2005. I’m now eighteen years sober which means I’m forty-six years old. My life is pretty much on track. My oldest is in college living his dream as a Division I college basketball player. My youngest is chasing her dream of playing Division I college basketball. Jordan is stable and Lori and…
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Listing our priorities and living them are not easy. I can remember helping a family who was in a total mess because of an addiction problem the husband/dad was struggling with. I met with the husband/dad and he said to me, “Jay I would take a bullet for anyone in my family but I…
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It’s late 1987 and my world is in utter chaos and ruin. My addiction to opiates and other mind numbing chemicals finally got the best of me and only by the grace of God and a handful of people who loved me enough to muster up the courage to confront me head on, am…
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Naming and living our priorities help us maintain our focus on our purpose and dream. Naming and living our priorities creates alignment on our life playing field. Naming and living our priorities help us keep the main thing the main thing. Naming and living our priorities better enable us to identify time wasters and…
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Continued from February 27… THE ABBREVIATED VERSION OF MY FAMILY HISTORY IS NOW COMPLETE… You may be wondering why I went down this life history road. When I was preparing for the priorities phase of creating our life playing field* I came across the quote above. If you haven’t figured it out by now, I love…
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What a powerful quote. In the mid-1950’s education was about to become one of my family’s top priorities. Continued from February 26… When Joe and Janice started their family they had a major priority around providing their two boys with better lives than they had experienced. My mom was a full time teacher while holding down the…
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What are your thoughts about the quote above? To me the best wins are the ones that are the most difficult. And the most difficult wins are usually the wins which take the most sacrifice. Continued from February 25… My mother, Janice (aka Dutch) grew up on the other side of town from my…
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Continued from February 24… By the time I entered the world I had no clue what my grandparents had endured as they had turned a major setback into a huge setup for future generations of Meyer’s. Upon my Dad’s graduation from high school he enlisted in the Army. His dad had served our country…
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Continued from February 23… The young boy in this story was my dad, the grandson of Frederick Meyer an immigrant from Germany who came through Ellis Island in 1892. My guess is my great grandpa Meyer was chasing a dream with hopes of providing a better life for himself and his future family….
I started this blog in 2008 because of my passion for helping others take their lives to the next level. My hope is that, through sharing my life experiences as a business leader, husband, father, and recovering drug addict, I will positively impact your life.