I’ve noticed a few things recently (as I usually do).  In my quest of becoming a better person, I have hastily forgotten something along the way.

I desire to be known for doing good things in my life.  I want to be a good friend, caring father, wonderful sibling, loyal son and loving husband.  While some of these roles have not yet been downloaded to my profile, I still desire to have these characteristics be synonymous with my name.  At the end of my life, I want to have impacted the world in a very practical way.  There’s just one catch: Things take time.

I struggle with this concept.  Often.  As a child, I didn’t get what I wanted, when I wanted but, now I behave more like a child in my adultness.  I feel like I should have things they way I want them, after instantly thinking of them.  Absurd, right?

I recently sat down and took a hard look at my finances: with someone else other than myself.  It was hard, embarrassing, humbling and excruciating to have this person look at my finances and find ways to help me deep a plan (this was a HUGE step for me).  I felt this way, not because of the person helping me, but because I was being hard on myself.  (I am usually the person to appear well put-together, but that couldn’t have been any further than the truth at that moment.)

Among other things, I was frustrated because I felt that as a 35-year old, I should be a lot further along financially, than I was.  While I have a few pecuniary measures in place (and I mean a few), I felt like I should be better off at this pint in my life.  The person reminded me that everything requires a process and it’s best to start with a written plan, making better choices over-time with money.

Sometimes I forget that, “Rome wasn’t built in a day.”  I am certainly guilty of that.  I leave little room for affording others grace to grow, and I certainly afford myself none.  But I’m learning that everything takes time.  Everything requires a process.  It all happens over-time.

Until Next time,

💙+✌️

-Herbie