Mid-Life, Maui, and Meaning (No Porsche Required)

Hollywood loves a mid-life crisis.
They make it look glamorous, run off with someone half your age, buy a Porsche, torch your life for character development. Great movie. Terrible financial plan.

Here’s my problem with the whole idea:
I don’t believe in mid-life crises.

I believe in mid-life pauses. Especially in Maui, where even your existential moments come with good coffee and ocean views.

Skip the Affair, Buy the Car?

Nah.

Do I want to date a younger woman?
Nope. I can admire youth without trying to keep up with it. The sixty-year-old version of me prefers wisdom, laughter, and someone who doesn’t make me feel like I need a nap by 11 a.m.

So my brain moves on.
Skip the affair… buy the car.

But instead of a Porsche, what I really want is a 1975 Bronco, rugged, simple, easy to fix. Basically the real-estate equivalent of a well-built Maui home with good bones and zero drama.

Am I buying one?
Nope. College tuition has a way of killing classic-car fantasies.

The Big Fantasy: Sell Everything, Buy a Boat

Ah yes. The sailboat.

Sell the house. Buy a 65-foot sailboat. Anchor in turquoise water. Surf perfect waves with no one out. Post captions like “simplifying life” while secretly wondering where you’re living in ten years.

I even got the green light from my beautiful life partner.
Still couldn’t pull the trigger.

Turns out, I like knowing where my toothbrush is.

This morning, the sun was coming up over the West Maui Mountains. The wind was breezy. The coffee was excellent. Whales were playing. And life felt… pretty damn good.

I sell real estate.
I write books.
I mow my own lawn.
I walk my dogs with my chick.
We surf when there are waves and swim when there aren’t.

My days are full.

Sanctuary Is the Real Luxury.

Most clients we work with aren’t really buying a house.
They’re buying peace. Less chaos. More quiet. A place that feels settled, something that lets them exhale.

I understand that, because we live it every day.

You Don’t Live Once. You Live Every Day.

Most days are peaceful. A few aren’t. And the noisy ones teach you to deeply appreciate the quiet.

So… is this a mid-life crisis?
I don’t think so.

Maybe it’s just the moment when knowing what you want outweighs putting it off.

In life, and in Maui real estate, flashy sells the dream. Grounded builds the life.
And no Porsche is required.

This is how we show up for our clients.