This is a story about a man named Eddie and it begins at the end, with Eddie dying in the sun.
Mitch AlbomMothers support certain illusions about their children, and one of my illusions was that I liked who I was, because she did. When she passed away, so did that idea.
Mitch AlbomI used to be a classic workaholic, and after seeing how little work and career really mean when you reach the end of your life, I put a new emphasis on things I believe count more. These things include: family, friends, being part of a community, and appreciating the little joys of the average day.
Mitch Albom