If we haven’t made it apparent to this point, we live for adventure. We’re constantly pushing our physical limits, doing things other people wouldn’t even consider (like 140.6 mile triathlons), or other objectively stupid things.. like diving to 170ft on a whim and trying to trade BCDs while ‘narced.’ Knowing this, I straight up made an exchange with a friend where I said would climb Ama Dablum if he promised not to die until at least 40.
Despite having discussed amongst our friends about how to celebrate our lives if we ever passed away young, I never thought we’d lose a commrade three blocks from our apartment, leaving the bar we go to all the time.
Sean aka Cean aka San aka Scan aka Big Sean aka Scawn aka SEAEAEAEAN (pronounced in dolphin volcalization), Chris and I met on our first day at the company just over five years ago and have been friends ever since. We’ve travelled to countless locales together and we’re just getting started.
It was our first Friday back home after crushing our company’s month-long (aka little) sabbatical granted at five years of service. I put my one month notice in so we could depart on our ‘big sabbatical’ literally eight hours before Sean was tragically killed in a hit & run.
And also five measly hours before, I’d posted this piece about being more afraid to waste my time here stuck at a desk than I am about having money or ‘comfort.’ If I was ever harboring underlying doubts about that notion, they left this Earth the moment Sean did. This has been another reminder that the only things that really matter in life are how you make people feel, the good you are able to do for others, and the experiences you share with the people you love. That’s what people will talk about at your celebration of life (funeral is the seven letter f word).
Sean made people feel cared for, heard, and supported.
Sean happily went out of his way to coach, mentor, and help those around him.
And Sean had far too many great times with great people all across the world to even begin to recant.
I hope you never get a phone call like I did that Saturday morning. I hope you’re never the one who is taken away too soon. But if you are, I hope you can say you did something every day that made you feel truly alive.
Not to sound like a broken record, but to quote the late, great Mark Twain again, “Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did.” So, if you’re making excuses for why you can’t do something, now is the time to tell any of your fears and doubts to go fuck themselves. Sean did just that. And that’s something we, his family, and everyone who knew him are sure as hell proud of.