It’s 1990 something and Kathie and I were looking for a movie that was suitable for our young children. Jessica was ten and Matthew was eight. We all like a good laugh so we chose “Rush Hour”.
You remember, the cop movie with Chris Carter and Jackie Chan. A little bit of action, not too violent, and plenty of fun.
One of the first scenes was the introduction of Carter to Chan. Carter not wanting to be put on a foreign relations detail, defiantly walks up to the private plane where Chan has just arrived to Los Angeles. Prejudging that Chan does not speak English, Carter yells in Chan’s face “Do you understand the words that are coming out of my mouth!?!”
That saying stuck. As I would yell for the kids to come to diner from the kitchen and they did not respond, I would track them down with hands on hips. “Do you understand the words that are coming out of my mouth!?!” It was and has been a running joke in the family.
No one is exempt. Kathie will say that line to me. I will say that to some of my close co-workers. It’s one of those classic lines that transcends time.
Recently, the line has been running on a loop in my head when someone addresses me as if that person has their hands on their hips. “Rex, do you understand the words that are coming out of my mouth!?!”
As you may or may not have noticed, I have not written in months. To you, I apologize.
One of my friends, mentors and business partner Ryan Fletcher wrote a heartfelt story about how you outgrow people. Some folks keep up and some fall by the wayside. Here is a link to his thoughts.
I know this story is his truth, not a yell but a whisper I hear him saying to me. “Can you hear the words that are coming out of my mouth??” The words are not careless they are meaningful and, quite frankly, stung a bit.
My Dad used to say, “The hit dog yips first.”
Why do I or most anyone fall by the wayside? The words that come to mind are focus and commitment.
When I first met Kathie in high school, I quickly realized that I was committed to make her my girlfriend. I focused on what she liked, what classes she took, favorite colors, favorite food, favorite movie. The whole nine yards.
The commitment and focus paid off. We celebrated our 36th wedding anniversary earlier this month.
When I started my body, mind, business and relationship stories I was focused and committed.
I lost that focus. Too busy. Too tired. Too much trouble to eat right. Too depressed.
It shows. I have gained weight, lost my fitness levels. Lost my relationship with you as a reader.
In twenty-two short days, I turn fifty-eight. What that hell am I waiting for? It’s time to take purposeful, focused action to improve. Not for others but for myself. To be the person I want to become. Becoming, not being.
I’m not saying I will be perfect. I am saying that living the challenged based life is my focus and I am committed to be better tomorrow than I am today.
Live, Love, Matter