Jason Wimmer

𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀𝗻’𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝟭𝟬 𝗧𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲𝘀. 𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘳. For weeks, we’ve explored 10 sacred ways to love with intention. But there’s something I haven’t said...𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥. Most people aren’t living bad lives. They’re living numb ones. Too fast. Too full. Too disconnected. They care deeply... 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘪𝘵. 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁’𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝟭𝟬 𝗧𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿. They’re not just habits; they’re evidence. Proof you showed up, noticed, and cared. So undeniable that if your kids had to prove you loved them, the jury wouldn’t even deliberate. And yet, this isn’t only about legacy. It’s about presence... giving love that heals, builds, and reminds someone they matter, 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸. --- 𝗦𝗼 𝗻𝗼. 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗼 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝟭𝟬. You just need a spark: 📁 Start the folder. 📝 Leave the note. 🎙️ Record the whisper. 📜 Tell the story. Not because it’s perfect. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭. --- 𝗛𝗲𝗿𝗲’𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝘁𝗵: You’re not doing this to be remembered. You’re doing it because someone you love needs to feel seen today. And if you’ve ever wished someone had loved you like this, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘦: 𝗕𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂’𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿. 𝗚𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂’𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗲𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗱. This kind of love doesn’t just outlive us. It changes the people who live with it. --- 𝗟𝗲𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴. You’re not here to mean well. You’re here to 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹; one Treasure at a time. 𝗟𝗲𝘁’𝘀 𝗯𝘂𝗶𝗹𝗱 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆’𝗹𝗹 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹𝘀. —Jason Founder, Treasure Makers --- 𝗣.𝗦. 𝗢𝗻𝗲 𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴... Want to live the 10 Treasures with me? I’m building something for those who don’t just want to read about love... 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵. 👉 DM me “Newsletter” to stay in the loop.

@homeside3 @AGoldFan You must be confused with your momma.

@AGoldFan Svechnikov went down so easy I thought he was Taylor Hall.

Canes getting a power play as Struble pulls Svechnikov down after the whistle in front of the Montreal net.

@AGoldFan Anderson turns to create the boarding after Dobes lifts Svetches leg. Canes have to beat the Canadians and Refs tonight.

@emollick May 2026: The latest general-purpose LLMs don't know how many days of the week have a d in them

June 2024: The latest general-purpose LLMs could not count the r's in strawberry. July 2025: The latest general-purpose LLMs get gold in the International Math Olympiad. May 2026: The latest general-purpose LLM solve one of the "best-known questions in combinatorial geometry"

@AGoldFan @AGoldFan I think Carolina clinches a playoff spot with a win Thursday...

Big win. Power play just nutty! 3/5. 11 for 23 in last 7! 🥉 Gostisbehere 🥈 Bussi 🥇 Ehlers

@AlexHormozi So you don't buy into the longevity gains expected from AI?

In 100 years, everyone reading this will be dead. Their problems, worries, and opinions won't matter. Neither will yours. Think of it like a delayed universal blank slate - yours to paint as you see fit.

@AlexHormozi Regulated markets lead to stagnation. Stagnation leads to economic misery. Economic misery leads to deregulation. Deregulation leads to free markets.

Free markets generate economic abundance Economic abundance lead to social inequalities. Social inequalities breed discontent. Discontented people demand regulations. Regulations empower politicians. Politicians restrict free markets.

@AlexHormozi Ok. I think that is literally the perfect definition for my 8th grade financial literacy students... Thanks!

“Being good with money” literally just means spend less than you make and put the extra in things that go up not down.

Building Stronger Relationships—One Idea at a Time 🧠 Each post is part of a growing library of ideas... simple, actionable ways to strengthen and deepen your relationships. 💡 Use it when you need a new approach. ❤️ Share it with someone who needs a lift. 📚 Revisit it when you feel stuck. → The link below is the full archive. Updated weekly. Be intentional about connection. 🔗 docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d…

𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝘀𝗽𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗸. Maybe just for a moment. A note. A laugh. A pause. 𝘈 𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘧𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦. And if you felt it... even just once... you already know the truth: 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿. Not louder. Not longer. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘳. Still… It’s not always easy to keep showing up like this. Presence can feel costly. Effort can feel invisible. 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗻𝘃𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗿𝗲𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱𝘀. But the connections that change us… are the ones we choose again and again, even when no one else sees it. So if you're feeling the pull back into hurry, distraction, or numbness... 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝗬𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻. Just… don’t let that pull win. Because this kind of love? The kind that leaves evidence? It’s still worth choosing. 𝗛𝗲𝗿𝗲’𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗲’𝗿𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗸: 📜 𝘈 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘰 🎙️ 𝘈 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺... 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳. 🕰️ 𝘈 𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 🥣 𝘈 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘴 “𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳” 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 ✨ 𝘈 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘥, 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 You don’t have to do it all. 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘁𝗿𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴. One moment. One pause. One proof of love. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬, 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴... 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺.

Loving with intention is hard to do alone. That’s why I’m sharing these reflections… to remind all of us it’s normal to struggle with the small, intentional acts. If you’re here, you probably care about showing your people they matter. We’re in this together. Feel free to share your struggles… we’re here to help each other keep going.

𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗠𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗙𝗲𝗲𝗹𝘀 𝗟𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗙𝗮𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 For almost three years, I’ve sent my wife a handwritten note each day. Each one says “I love you.” Each one tells her something I appreciate. Each one includes a picture I find interesting. Each one saved in her Affection Archive. But this week... I missed a couple of days. I still told her I loved her. I even made quick GIFs of me writing it. I saved those in her Affection Archive too. But it wasn’t the same. 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵𝘺... 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯. 𝗪𝗵𝘆 𝗧𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲𝘀 𝗙𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝗛𝗮𝗿𝗱 😔 We fear if we ever slip... it'll be worse than not starting. But, as I thought about things this week, I realized: 𝗠𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀𝗻’𝘁 𝗲𝗿𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗵𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗱𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝘁. 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘳𝘺𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗰𝗸𝘀. Think of it like a savings account. A smaller deposit still helps it grow. Even one missed deposit doesn’t drain it dry. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘳? 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗖𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁𝘀 ❤️ I still feel guilty. I still wonder if I failed. But I choose to believe: 𝗘𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝗻 𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘀... 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴. 👉 What about you? Does fear of not being able to sustain it keep you from even starting?

𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗘𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗲𝘀: 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗣𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗲 🎁 𝘋𝘦𝘫𝘢 𝘷𝘶? 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵. This is the third post this week about game night. But the real story? 𝘐𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳. Last Christmas, I gave my daughter a promise: 🗓️ 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘶𝘴... 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. No big speech. Just a small vow: 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘶𝘴. We tried Mario Kart first. It wasn't quite what we wanted But we kept showing up anyway. And then... We played Minecraft Dungeons. Hours passed. We laughed. We lost track of time. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵... Now, every session we try to complete one mission. Sometimes two. Sometimes one is all we can do. But what matters isn’t the game. It’s the rhythm. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦. 📌 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗸, 𝗜’𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱: • 𝘈 𝘔𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘹 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵: 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯. • 𝘈 𝘛𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘛𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯: 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘩𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴. But this post? This is about the gift that made both possible. The 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗘𝗰𝗵𝗼 that started it Here’s how to make this 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗘𝗰𝗵𝗼 yourself: 💡 1️⃣ Gift a rhythm, not just a thing 🗓 “Every other week, let’s do this together.” 𝘛𝘪𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘧𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘨. 2️⃣ Make the first time special 🎮 Wrap the game. Add a “Player 2” note. Include their favorite snack. 𝘚𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦: 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦. 3️⃣ Build the habit slowly 📓 Optional: keep a “Co-Op Journal” 𝘈 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘠𝘰𝘶’𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳. 4️⃣ Capture the joy 📸 End each game with a photo, screenshot, or small token from the night. 𝘈𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘴𝘢𝘬𝘦 ✨ That’s a 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗘𝗰𝗵𝗼. Not a perfect plan. 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘧𝘰𝘳. Over time, it says the one thing we all need to hear: “𝗜 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂. 𝗔𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲. 𝗔𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹"

𝗧𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗧𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀: 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗘𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆-𝗢𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿-𝗪𝗲𝗲𝗸𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗖𝗼-𝗢𝗽 🕯️ 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯’𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺’𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴. It’s a quiet Saturday afternoon. The house isn’t spotless. The to-do list isn’t done. But there we are... side by side... 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱. Every other weekend, my daughter and I play Minecraft Dungeons. We laugh. We team up. We lose track of time. And without even trying… 𝘸𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘐𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳, 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥. I shared about one of those sessions in a Memory Matrix post a few days ago. But here’s what I didn’t say then: 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗮 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻. Not a one-time moment… 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱. The moment isn’t magical. It’s not deep or dramatic. But it’s steady. It’s ours. And in a world that’s always reaching for more... 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. It's what I call a 𝗧𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗧𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻. 𝗧𝗿𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗼𝗱𝗮𝘆: ➡️ Pick someone you care about. ➡️ Choose something light and easy you enjoy together. ➡️ Put it on the calendar... once every two weeks. ➡️ Keep it small. Let it breathe. ➡️ Name it something playful, just for you. 𝘐𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵. 𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗵𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗺. That slow drumbeat of love that says: “𝘐’𝘭𝘭 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱.” 𝗧𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗧𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 give evidence of love on ordinary days. 💝 𝘋𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴. 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘭, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴. And over time... They might forget the games. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺.

𝗟𝗲𝗴𝗮𝗰𝘆 𝗝𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗹: 𝗙𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽𝘀 𝗗𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗦𝘂𝗿𝘃𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗼𝗻 𝗟𝗲𝗳𝘁𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀 🖋️ 𝘞𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦, 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘸𝘦? But wanting isn’t enough. A recent prompt for my 𝗟𝗲𝗴𝗮𝗰𝘆 𝗝𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗹 got me thinking... “𝘍𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘧𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵—𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘺𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦.” It's a principle I want my children and grandchildren to live. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘐’𝘮 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧. I wrote about the dangers of busyness, how it can become our priority and crowds out the people who matter most. But the solution isn't being always available. 𝗪𝗲 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗼𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝘇𝗲 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽𝘀. Choosing to make time for them. 𝘐𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦. I went on to give ideas and examples, then I closed with this reminder: "𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘴 '𝘦𝘧𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵,' 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘧𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵. 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘦𝘧𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦." That’s what the prompt meant for me. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶. For those who've started their 𝗟𝗲𝗴𝗮𝗰𝘆 𝗝𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗹, 𝘄𝗵𝘆 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗽𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗸? “𝘍𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘧𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵—𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘺𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦.” Reflect on: - Times you've let your schedule crowd out your people - What “effort” could look like when you're already tired - Ways to say, "𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦" You don’t need the perfect words. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝘁𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿.

𝗠𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗠𝗮𝘁𝗿𝗶𝘅: 𝗪𝗲 𝗪𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗨𝘀 🧠 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 “𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵” 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨? Some of the deepest rest I’ve known has come from doing something small and fun with someone I love. No scrolling. Not checking out. Showing up on purpose. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦. That’s what my daughter and I find in Minecraft Dungeons. Every other week, we play. No pressure. No plan. Just time together. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥. This is from an entry in my 𝗠𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗠𝗮𝘁𝗿𝗶𝘅. It holds the kind of moments that are easy to overlook... 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗲𝘁. Not just what happened. But what made it matter. 𝗧𝗿𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗸: 🎯 1️⃣ Pick a game. → Board, card, video. Just make it fun. 2️⃣ Pick a person. → Someone you miss. Someone who needs a laugh. 3️⃣ Pick a time. → Put it on the calendar. No distractions allowed Then afterward… 𝗧𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝘂𝘁𝗲𝘀. ✍️ Write down one thing you want to remember: - 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩. - 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬. - 𝘍𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘭. 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁’𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗿𝘆. Add it to your own 𝗠𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗠𝗮𝘁𝗿𝗶𝘅. This is how we love better 📍 Keeping our minds where our feet are. 𝘉𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. You don’t need a perfect plan. 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆.

𝗔𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗔𝗿𝗰𝗵𝗶𝘃𝗲: 𝗔 𝗤𝘂𝗶𝗲𝘁 𝗠𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗦𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗙𝗼𝗿 𝗬𝗼𝘂 💖 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘶𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦... 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳. In the rush of life, the small moments with loved ones slip by unnoticed, leaving us wishing we'd held onto them tighter. The other night my wife and I crawled into bed exhausted. We started talking about little things. Nothing urgent. Two hours passed before we even noticed. We both laughed at how late it was. But we also knew... 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝗜𝘁'𝘀 𝗼𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗶𝗻𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗻𝘀. Not when we’re trying to be impressive. But when we’re simply present. Those ordinary moments? 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝘆'𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝘂𝘀 𝘁𝗼𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿. 😌 𝗛𝗲𝗿𝗲’𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗻𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗡𝘂𝗱𝗴𝗲: Think of a recent quiet moment with a loved one. It could be: 📍 A late-night chat 📍 Folding laundry together 📍 Sitting in the car after errands Write them a short note that captures three things: - 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 - 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 - 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 Example: “𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦-𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘛𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘥𝘢𝘺? 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳.” 💌 Save the note in their 𝗔𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗔𝗿𝗰𝗵𝗶𝘃𝗲. Slip it in a drawer, a bag, or a book they’ll open. 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰. 𝘐𝘵’𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴... 𝗔 𝘀𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁, 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗱, 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹.

𝗬𝗼𝘂’𝗿𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗼𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿. But lately? 𝘐𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨’𝘴 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴. Not work. Not chores. Not obligations. 𝗖𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻. The warmth you can feel in your chest. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. That you’re seen. Known. Enjoyed. 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝘁. But the days keep filling. The hours keep slipping. And by the time you look up, it’s bedtime again... and no one feels closer than they did yesterday. 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗴𝗶𝗻𝘀. 💔 Not with a fight. But with fatigue. Not with a breakup. But with busyness. 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲. You need to take back what matters most in the time you already have. Because 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀𝗻’𝘁 𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘄 𝗯𝘆 𝗮𝗰𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗻𝘁. And relationships don’t survive on leftovers. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗳. A few words saved. A little fun protected. 𝘈 𝘳𝘩𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘥. This week, we’ll walk that path --> together: 💖 𝗔 𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗲𝘁 𝗺𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗮 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲 🧠 𝗔 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗮 𝗱𝗲𝗲𝗽𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗼𝗻𝗱 🖋️ 𝗔 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗵𝗼’𝘀 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗵 𝗳𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿 🕯️ 𝗔 𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗯𝗲𝗴𝗶𝗻𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲 🫶 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗮 𝘀𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝗴𝗶𝗳𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀: “𝗜 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂.” You don’t have to overhaul your life. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗸, 𝘄𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝘁𝗿𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗼 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲, 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳... 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳. We begin tomorrow. No pressure. Only presence.

Loving with intention is hard to do alone. That’s why I’m sharing these reflections… to remind all of us it’s normal to struggle with the small, intentional acts. If you’re here, you probably care about showing your people they matter. We’re in this together. Feel free to share your struggles… we’re here to help each other keep going.

𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝗱𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂’𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗱? My routines are gone. The habits I once built don’t fit now. Mornings spent building treasures find me in a classroom teaching. 𝘘𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘵. I’ve thought about stopping Treasure Makers. But quitting the Treasures themselves... 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦. 𝗡𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝘀 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘂𝗻𝗯𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝘅𝗵𝗮𝘂𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲. — 𝗛𝗲𝗿𝗲’𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜’𝘃𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘇𝗲𝗱: Recognition no longer matters to me. Most of the time, my Treasures land in silence. But then I see... 𝗠𝘆 𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝘂𝗶𝗹𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲: I see them write a note. Or start a tradition. Or build a memory with my grandchild. And in that moment, I know: 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁’𝘀 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗵 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲. Because it means the Treasures are more than stacking. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝘆’𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴. — If I stop, my life slides toward the nightmare... alone, reaching out only when I need something. But if I keep going, I become a net depositor. A man whose love account keeps growing. 𝗔 𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗻 𝗮 𝗽𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗻 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗻 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗽𝗮𝘆 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱. That’s why I keep going. Not for recognition. Not even for response. 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗮𝗰𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗜 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗺𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗯𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗸𝘀 𝗮 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘹𝘩𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳. — 𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂? I don’t know what your version of stacking evidence looks like. But we all have people we could love a little more intentionally. 𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗺𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴... 𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵?

What if they won’t take the test?” Ask anyway. You'll learn something in their response... and that let's you love them better.

𝗖𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗶𝘀𝗺𝘀: 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗸 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗗𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝗖𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗸 ✨ 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘯𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘴? You show up. But no one seems to notice. It feels like you’re speaking a love they don’t even hear. And part of you wonders… 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮? I’ve been there. I know what it’s like to wonder if the effort even matters when no one sees it. That weight got lighter when I stopped chasing recognition... and started measuring the stack of evidence I was building. One piece of proof I stacked came from learning my youngest daughter’s Enneagram type. Not just her number… but what it revealed about how she works on the inside. 𝗔 𝗦𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 🌀 My younger daughter is a Type 4 on the Enneagram. She feels life deeply. What others might call “moody”? I began to see as her way of sorting what’s real. Her real work wasn’t just her feelings… but what she did with them. Like the time she decorated a hotel room for my nephew and his new wife on their wedding night. She poured herself into making that night special for them. But realizing how heavy emotions run for her made that act even more meaningful. Knowing her type gave me a lens. It turned what I saw as ‘𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴’ into proof of her hidden work. And that helped me love her on her terms... not mine 𝗦𝗲𝗲 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗛𝗶𝗱𝗱𝗲𝗻 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗸 Work isn’t only paychecks. It’s what we pour ourselves into quietly, daily, with no applause. Sometimes, the “work” is just being who they are. That’s where Cherishisms come in. A way of holding on to something to see my loved one clearer. This time, it was her Enneagram type. A lens that showed me who she really is, and how to love her better. 𝗧𝗿𝘆 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗧𝗼𝗱𝗮𝘆 🛠️ ➡️ Ask your loved one to take the free Enneagram test at truity.com. ➡️Read their results: look for core fears, drives, and habits. ➡️ Add it as a new Cherishism. Just like you’d note a favorite food or a personal quirk. ➡️ Revisit it now and then, using what you notice to show up better for them. 💡 𝘕𝘰 𝘵𝘺𝘱𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯. But seeing their patterns helps you love them with more grace. So today… stop guessing how to love. 𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘧. 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘆.