The end of an era

It’s been a week since I wrote a blog post as I have been just swamped. We had management team meetings in San Francisco and then I went right into my best friend’s bachelor party in Mexico City. I got back last night and took today off to get my life back in order and recover. It’s a much needed day of R&R.

I’ve had a bit of time today to reflect on the trip and wanted to write some thoughts.

We had 11 guys who became good friends in college hanging out and celebrating from Wednesday through Sunday. While we talked about life and everything going on right now, it was largely a weekend of going back to our youths.

We joked. We partied. We stayed up way too late. For one weekend, we acted like we are in our early 20s again and ignored our responsibilities. It was a glorious weekend that I wish lasted a lot longer.

Of course, that’s not how life works. We all went home to our lives all over the country. Most went back to their jobs today. Pretty soon some, if not most, of us will have bigger responsibilities such as a family. Our time to partake in this youthful adventures are coming to an end for better or for worse.

One one hand, our bodies are no longer able to keep up. I’m absolutely exhausted and hope to do nothing but rest for the next week. It’s going to feel nice actually getting some sleep and feeling healthy again.

On the other hand, I couldn’t help but feel like this trip was the beginning of the end of an era. One of my closest friend’s bachelor parties in Mexico City. If things go as planned, we should have a few more of these coming up in the coming years, but these trips will slowly start looking more and more different.

There’ll be less people able to attend. It’ll be much less spring break and more like golf trips. It’s the end of the youthful party era. It’s a reality that I’ve come to embrace and accept - my body will thank me for it, but I’m going to miss this chapter of my life a lot.