So I’m sure if you work in the hospitality industry you can relate. As we get older, and all of my friends get jobs working 9-5 in corporate America I find myself less and less available. I feel like a true Gemini today, the two stories of my life are at battle with one another. The story of success and the story of life. As I push myself working 80 hour work weeks in an effort to climb that latter and reach for the top, I am missing out on life. A close friend of mine just celebrated his birthday with a dinner at *The Ravenous Pig with a follows up day at the beach today. Most of my close friends were there, some great wines were drank, and I’m sure memories were made. The more I am asked, and reply “Sorry. I have to work,” the less likely I will be asked to go next time. Every time I miss a milestone in my daughters lives, I feel like this is all for nothing. But I keep pushing and working and making excuses why I couldn’t be there. One day when I look back, will I have regrets? Will my daughters understand the sacrifice I have made to provide them with a better life? I hope so, most of the time, I like being at work, maybe I’m a workaholic. In the end, all I can do is my best, and enjoy the little moments. Whether it be sharing a laugh and a beer with a friend, or snuggling my daughters in the early morning on the kings chair. Them watching cartoons, and me drinking coffee. In all honesty, I feel much better now than I did at the beginning of this post, probably because I have off tomorrow.