Godspeed, Ben Bader.

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A longtime coaching client of mine, Ben Bader, passed away on Thursday night.

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He was 24.

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I won’t get into the details, because that’s not what’s important right now.

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What’s important is who Ben was, what he stood for, and what he would want us to learn from his life.

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He was clever, scrappy, and talented in ways hard work alone can’t explain.

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He was also warm, curious, and overwhelmingly generous.

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Impossible not to like. A joy to work with.

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Ben had a unique way of flowing through life without fear:

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A rare type of fxck-it-let’s-do-it enthusiasm that comes from a deep excitement at the endless possibilities of life.

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Which, I think, is why he realized so many of those possibilities in such a short time.

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Looking back at the goals Ben set for himself:

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Total financial abundance.

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His dream home in Miami.

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A group of true friends.

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A girl he loved.

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In the end, he achieved them all.

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He did exactly what he set out to do, and became exactly who he wanted to be.

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He did the damn thing.

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He lived free.

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As I’ve processed my shock over the past ~12 hours, I’ve noticed my mind zooming out:

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Gaining a rare, wider glimpse into how fragile, how fleeting — how strikingly beautiful — our lives are.

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It’s the type of perspective that is so hard to gain, and so easy to lose in the rush of everyday life.

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I suppose that’s one of the hidden blessings of tragedy.

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But I also know tragedy isn’t necessary to gain that perspective.

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It’s always there, because it’s always true:

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We are free to live our lives however we choose.

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To do exactly what we want to do, and become exactly who we want to be.

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To dream wild dreams and turn them into reality.

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That’s what Ben did.

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And I know that’s what he wanted, for everyone he touched.

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At the end of our first coaching call a few years ago, Ben invited me to Miami.

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“You gotta come party with us man — it would be a blast.”

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I laughed:

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“You caught me about ten years too late… Maybe in our next lifetime we’ll be born at the same time. If that happens… pray for Miami.”

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So until we meet again, Ben Bader:

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Godspeed.

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And fly free.

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I know you will.

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T

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