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Confessions at the Dinner Table

The alumni dinners are quite often light, breaking bread with one another, and casually intimate.

This was by far one of the most vulnerable, honest and candid check-ins at our table. In the almost four years I’ve been doing this, this was authentically and genuinely real.

The words that were expressed were poignant, poured out like it had been trapped too long, shared freely and eloquently, and there was not a dry eye at the dinner.

What was humbling was the courage it took to not just pass by with “I’m good.” No, it was strength and humility. It was by far the most real thing I’ve experienced in a long time.

We must continue to encourage sharing because in sharing the weight if only for a moment, or for a while, it’s lifted. To watch the other men support, love, and talk through it was a remarkable piece to be a part of.

They say it takes a village to raise a child, but I think it’s that same village that helps each other. Society is often far off from the reality that we need to be in this thing together. Separated by pride, ego, loneliness, or technology – we need to help.

So, recently with Anthony Bourdain’s suicide, there was a meme that said, and I’m paraphrasing here, “it’s not all up to the person struggling, per se, to reach out. No, it’s about watching, listening, and asking if someone is ok. If they are not acting like themselves, we NEED to be diligent.

So, my takeaway was how strong it is and what strength actually looks like being vulnerable and honest. As a community we CAN and MUST do more to help one another – it’s how we make it.

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