That’s Where ‘The Magic’ Happens
Early mornings…that’s where the magic happens.
Heavy lifts … that’s where the magic happens.
The extra mile…that’s where the magic happens.
Consistency…that’s where the magic happens.
Growth…that’s where the magic happens.
Or, having a friend who will drop everything to help you out. Who makes sure your car smells like Christmas and you are properly caffeinated at all times. Who has notes about everyone’s bloodwork and compares Pub Med research to the doctor’s recommendations. Who pays for copays for friends so he can be sure they go to the doctor when they are sick and who buys groceries and meal preps for people who are going through rough times. Who embodies positivity even when you don’t. Who pushes you to lift heavier, run faster, be better. Who thinks everyone he is friends with and cares about is perfect and there is no arguing with him. (Newsflash: his friends might not be perfect…) Who signs you up for random races and encourages you when you doubt you can finish them.
Who encourages his pregnant friend to run a double marathon…on her due date. Who shows up to a basketball game past his bedtime to see a friend perform pre-game. Who makes every birthday, ‘birthday month’, anniversary, and heck, even ‘date-a-versaries’ special. Who thinks making those celebrations special equals writing unique kinds of torture for all of us to do at 4:45 am, and sometimes giving the gift of heavier dumbbells or gloves or energy drinks or a book someone mentioned wanting to read or a supplement he thinks would be good for the person. Who never quits, even when things are painful or hard. Who truly feels others’ pain and does whatever he can to take that away.
Maybe the magic happens when we truly look at those people in our life who are there for us no matter what and spread themselves thin to make sure every person they care about feels cared for, and we take a moment to let them know that we see them. We see everything they do for everyone, with little to no thought to what it might cost them. We see the good they do even when they think they are keeping it secret.
So, while being consistent, growing, heavy lifts, early morning workouts, and the extra mile do produce some sort of “magic”, I would argue that the best magic of all is calling someone like Isaac your friend. We should all have a friend like him in our lives, and I count myself very lucky to be considered one.
Happiest of birthdays, friend.
