For most of us it’s a three day weekend, some even stretch it to four or five. I’ll be spending time with family, friends, eating good food, letting the dog take me for a walk (we’re still working on who’s in charge), and hopefully getting in an early morning hour or two of writing.
I always tell kids to “Get a job loving what you love to do, and then it will never seem like work.” My nephew took that to heart, and with his passion and love of flying became a commercial airline pilot. Yes, he has to ‘work’ this weekend, but with the image he sent me today, he’s one lucky man.
From a six year old staring at planes overhead to now doing what he loves to do. Happy Labor Day.