There is something brutal about watching your kids grow up.
You don’t know when the last time will be.
The last time your son asks you to carry him.
The last time your daughter reaches for your hand.
The last time they climb into your bed because they’re scared.
You don’t get a warning.
One day they just stop.
The little boy who needed you to tie his shoes learns to do it himself.
The little girl who used to run to you when you walked through the door gets a little older and doesn’t run quite as fast.
And eventually, you realize they don’t need you the way they used to.
That’s the goal, isn’t it?
To raise kids who become strong and independent.
But knowing that doesn’t make it any easier.
So enjoy it while you have it.
Sit on the floor.
Read the book again.
Carry them when they’re tired.
Let them climb into your bed.
Listen to the story you’ve already heard ten times.
Because one day you’ll look back and realize those weren’t the moments getting in the way of your life.
They were your life.
And you didn’t know they were the good old days until they were gone.
@SatoshiVisions You don’t know what code ships on your wallet and I think you are very wrong about the amount of code review wallets get outside bitcoin core.
The House is scheduled to vote this week on a National Defense Authorization that would integrate our military tech & supply chains with Israel’s.
Today, the Rules Committee will decide whether my amendment to strip section 219 will get a vote.
RT to support the Massie amdt.!
I picked up my son this morning after he woke up and gave him a big hug, realizing at the same time that he's growing too quickly and the number of opportunities I have to pick him up like this in the morning are limited. This is the most finite asset I have.
"How do you denominate your wealth?"
It used to be BTC.
But now it's moments like this.
Planting some rosemary on a bright spring afternoon with my son.
"Daddy!?"
I'm no longer interested in tying my identify to any particular asset, or being on a "team"
I simply take whatever investment decisions maximize peaceful moments like this.
I used to identify as a "Bitcoiner"
but truthfully that lead to frustration in bear markets, and distraction in bull markets.
I still love Bitcoin as an asset, but it has a tendency to suck attention and energy from people unlike most other assets.
Probably because it promises economic freedom and abundance
The thing we all desire
But how much of our lives do we miss by constantly focusing on something outside of our control?
Shifting my investing focus from Bitcoin to my family made a huge difference for me.
I was no longer afraid to sell some BTC
I didn't allow ideology to blind me from clear signals that BTC was losing momentum in 2025.
And because my priority was to maximize quality moments (with peace of mind), I was able to sell with confidence for the first time since 2017
I don't have a fear of not having the same number of coins I used to have
Because I'm no longer denominating my wealth in BTC
I'm denominating it in moments like this
The stuff that really matters in the end.
As long as I'm fully enjoying these moments, I feel like I'm winning as an investor.
I spent years bull-posting BTC so I understand that this change of thinking will upset many of you
I diamond-handed the last bear market, so I get where you're coming from.
But I also know it will resonate with those of you who feel like Bitcoin has taken a lot from you without necessarily giving you the true life returns you actually wanted.
All I can say is... Once you shift your focus from a single asset to the thing you ACTUALLY want...
The universe will suddenly begin to reveal opportunities to you that you would have never seen before.
Suddenly, both up and down markets present opportunities.
And the energy you were devoting to one thing outside of your control can be re-allocated to things that are in your control.
The funny thing is...
If you do this well, you will probably end up with more BTC in the end anyway.
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I picked up my son this morning after he woke up and gave him a big hug, realizing at the same time that he's growing too quickly and the number of opportunities I have to pick him up like this in the morning are limited. This is the most finite asset I have.
Nothing fundamental to bitcoin has changed (aside from hash rate skyrocketing). However, everyone’s perception of the world has shifted. This is a global reshuffling. Opportunity. The only things that can hurt us are leverage and time. Leverage is a choice. Time is a preference.
My son riding on my grandfather’s tractor (my father and son pictured). I used to spend 2 hours/week mowing our grass with this tractor for $10/week. I was rich. I was paid too much.
My son riding on my grandfather’s tractor (my father and son pictured). I used to spend 2 hours/week mowing our grass with this tractor for $10/week. I was rich. I was paid too much.
The little plot I grew up on—we had some fun parties in this field during high school and college. Guns, fire, and plenty of shenanigans.
I plan to multiply this by five for my children.
(But not this week—the corn isn’t cooperating.)
The little plot I grew up on—we had some fun parties in this field during high school and college. Guns, fire, and plenty of shenanigans.
I plan to multiply this by five for my children.
(But not this week—the corn isn’t cooperating.)
My son is 988 days old, an age where I’m not sure if he’s 2 or 33 months. When is a child no longer x months old? In either event, he understands emotions. I was pissed the other day, unrelated to anything he did. His response—“it’s okay, dada.” He’s right.
My son is 988 days old, an age where I’m not sure if he’s 2 or 33 months. When is a child no longer x months old? In either event, he understands emotions. I was pissed the other day, unrelated to anything he did. His response—“it’s okay, dada.” He’s right.
One of my favorite things to do is walk around an old city while it’s snowing and imagine myself 100 years in the past. Demonetize the real estate and reenergize the community.