I wonder if you noticed that evenings at an executive retreat tend to lend themselves to nostalgia. The day’s work is done and as you sit and yarn, sooner or later someone in the group speaks of old times. This happens with unfailing regularity. You hear happy stories and sad ones- from the past. They could cover virtually anything- a childhood memory, an opportunity gone by, the amazingly low costs of those days or simply about things that you wish you had done – but couldn’t , or more often than not, didn’t.
A constant theme I hear is that we wish we could have spent more time with the family. Spent more time with our children when they were growing up -and perhaps needed us the most. And in pursuing interests which we can’t do now- for reasons of health or affordability. Some comments that one hears quite frequently:-