The Gratitude Trip

This is a solo journey through North America with one mission: to say thank you to all the people that have given me a life far richer and joyous than I had ever dreamed. As I drive to see colleagues, friends, and relatives my visits will be documented in this journal, The Gratitude Trip.

My parents instilled most of my values (their “golden rules”): that we should work to live an honest life with few regrets; that no one accomplishes anything alone; that we should never lose a sense of gratitude for all that we have, and have been given, by others; and that we should always work to give back more than we have been given.

Not long ago, I realized that I was attending more memorial services than weddings, baptisms, and bar mitzvahs. I would look around the congregations and see faces I’d known for two-thirds of my life. I would find myself sitting with colleagues who are the sons and daughters of those with whom I had begun my professional life. I would attend annual meetings and conventions, finding that some people were no longer there – and regretting that I had missed the final opportunity to personally thank them for their guidance, support, faith, admiration, friendship and love.

After a lifetime of schedules, meetings, calendars and predetermined itineraries, it is time for the spontaneity and serendipity of the open road.