I wrote my last post about the loss of a mentor. If we're lucky, we have many mentors on life's journey. Professional mentors. Life mentors. Spiritual mentors.
I am fortunate to have had two professional mentors. One is now gone; gone before I could write him the letter that I've been composing in my head since the last time I saw him at his retirement party in Little Rock over five years ago. Lesson learned: write those letters, say those words of thanks now, when you can. Our next day is never guaranteed. Opportunities evaporate into mist.
My goal is to get a letter of thanks out in the mail to mentor #2 before another week passes. Lesson taken.