All Great Things

And so it ends.
All Great things must.

I am thinking tonight about three endings.

The easy one is what i just saw on the tv. Brett Favre has said that this is it. 20 years. No more guessing, no more wondering, he is done playing professional football.

I can honestly say that I remember the first time i saw him play. we probably all can. and without going into all of the feelings the man has generated for us over the years, I can say that Brett has been a part of our lives. His play, his personality, have created excitement for fans every year. every game, every play. For 20 years. That just doesnt happen. and it is what makes him great.

I know it sounds cliche, but all great things must come to an end. coming to that end is what makes those same things great.

You will never remember something with the same fondness if it just keeps going.

My father in law had to have his dog put down this week. I want to say that there are good dogs. and then there are great dogs. Cody was truly a great dog. His body was not right since he was puppy. he always had a bad limp from an injury as a puppy. That said, consider what makes a great dog. This guy fit every description. He was amazing with kids. none of them were ever ever scared of him. and they knew he was cool. Ever heard the phrase "that dog wont hunt?" not about cody. he loved to do it and was by all accounts about as good as it gets for hunting dogs. I never heard Rocky yell at the dog. Cody could be clear across the yard, and all the man would have to do is say quietly, "ok boy, cmon, inside now" and this dog would just respond. even lately, after the dog couldnt hear anymore, all Rocky had to do was wave and the dog would come running.

I remember one time. We ended up house-sitting for my in-laws for the night, and i was instructed to take care of him. Having no idea what the routine was, I put him on the leash and we went outside. Following him through his routine, Cody never even tried to give me a hard time. He went about his routine, and back to the house. I am not his dad, but he didnt try to run, or give me any trouble. he just went with it.

SO tonight i would like to say Rest In Peace boy. All great things must come to an end. There will never be another dog like Cody.

I find myself tonight on the eve of my last day at a job. I have taken a new post, at a new company. After 8 years of walking to work, I will have a commute. After 8 years of being THE expert with this company, I will once again become the newbie. After 8 years of loving my job, I am hoping that I will love this one.

But again, All Great Things.

And here is the thing about change. It helps a person grow. I hope that as i embark on this, I am able to find some solace in the idea of becoming more of all of those ideals that I continually spout in these essays.

I hope that this job will allow me to better provide for my family.

I hope that this new spot will help me to better understand myself.

I hope that in some way i can improve the working lives of my new employees and team members.

And I hope, that sooner or later, this will become one of those Great Things in my life.

Dreaming of new Great Things....

Greg