Last week I was on my way to Kona, Hawaii to give a keynote speech to over one thousand people. I called home during my connection in Los Angeles and my wife told me my father passed away.
I made a decision to continue on to Kona. My plan was to give my speech the next day and then fly back home in time for the wake and funeral services.
The following morning I was at the hotel restaurant having breakfast. My thoughts were on my father and all the wonderful memories we shared. I felt a wave of emotions building up. The one thing I didn’t want to do, was to loose it at a restaurant. But it was too late, my emotions got the best of me and the tears began to fall.
Just then I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was my waitress. “Mr. Rizzo, she said, is everything alright?”
Without missing a beat, I turned around in my seat, looked her straight in the face and said, “No it’s not. This is the worst omelet I’ve ever had!” (more…)