This is really a post to welcome a new member of the team—for the second time. But it serves as a parable for how I try to look at life.

Tomorrow, Sue Spaight walks through the doors of Jigsaw as Director of Strategy. Again. To which I say “Hooray for us.”

But as part of the welcome, I want Sue and the world to know why I am one of the many thrilled to welcome her back. Because whether it is Sue or anyone else, for me, there is monumental significance in “the second time around.”

The truth is there are a certain number of people out there that we all would work with again at any time in our careers. For me, that includes every person working here today (not kidding, and fodder for another post), and a few dozen others I have respected on my way to this point. Sue is one of those. And for her or any one of those fine people or any one of you Jigsaw residents, this is what I say: It’s not about what you “did” while we worked together that would make me say I would do it all over again. In fact, the point is: I wouldn’t do “it” all over again. You see, it’s not about what you did—it’s about who you are. As a person. Down to your soul. And it’s really all about what we are going to do, together, in the future.

I wish I could assemble the best of the best I have ever worked with. Not to do what we already did—but to do the impossible, the unthinkable, the unimaginable. Why? Because we can. Because while we don’t want to recreate what we had, we do want to immediately pick up—not where we left off, but to where we’ve all grown to in the time spent apart—and conquer the world.

I have seen plenty of people come and go in my career. The best, most talented people I have ever worked with share the passion Sue referred to in her post on SpaightTalk. A passion I see in the eyes of the people I work with every day. I’m not blowing smoke. I can not wait to see what’s next. What a great way to wake up in the morning.

Here’s a big shout out to those at Jigsaw. I’ll write a post for any of you who chose to leave and find your way back. But first, I’d rather you never leave. Jen, you are grandfathered. Miguel, that was a technicality.