Sometimes, at times like this, it can be hard to look forward and imagine it getting better…easier.
I traded financial security for emotional, mental stability. In the long run, I know it’s going to work out; and I’ll look back on this time with the comfort of knowing that I did what was best for me and my well being.
What’s better is that I’ve found the few people in my life that I can truly depend on and lean on when the times are rough. That’s a comforting feeling.
Yeah, things kind of suck right now, and I don’t enjoy the stress of wondering how I’m going to pay my bills. But it’s always darkest before dawn, and I have a feeling the sun is going to rise before too long.
I have someone I consider a close friend. He is losing his wife to cancer. I won’t use names, though some of you already know who I’m talking about. She’s been fighting it, bravely, for a long time, but now it appears that the end is imminent. I cannot imagine the pain my friend is going though. I cannot imagine the pain anyone has gone through that has lost somebody close to them.
I have been extremely fortunate, because I have not experienced death in my life. I have yet to lose anybody close to me, and for that I am extremely grateful. And I know that that is a rare occurrence. I do my best to not take my life, or the life of those around me, for granted. I truly do appreciate every second I am on this planet, because I believe this life is heaven.
Now, especially in light of the recent events in Boston and Texas, and the numerous tragedies before them, I hope everyone knows that they are loved by someone. That their life is important to the fabric of our world. To the people in my life I can’t say anything more profound than the fact that I truly do love and respect you.
I hope anyone that reads this takes the time to let the people they love and respect know how the feel. I wish we didn’t have to die. I wish everyone could go through life never experiencing loss. But it’s that experience of loss that makes us truly aware of our fragile existence. It’s our ability to contemplate loss and our emotions regarding it that make us human.
So, to my friend, whom may never read this, I love and respect you, and I’m here for you. To anyone who’s been a part of my life, I want you to know the same. Because without all of you, I wouldn’t be me and I’m extremely happy with who I am. For anyone that read this whole post; I thank you. It isn’t easy for me to talk about things like this.
I hope she has fun. I hope she has a safe trip. This is something she really needs, and she deserves it,
And I’m hoping Mickey Mouse doesn’t steal her from me.
I have a second interview for Brio today. If it goes well, then my days at Chili’s will be numbered…great thing. I move into my own place on 205 N 74th St tomorrow, and I’m pretty much all packed up…great thing. I have an amazing girl in my life and things are going well…awesome thing.
Do you know what a good day is? It’s hitting seven balls into the water. It’s topping three drives from the tee box and going a maximum of 30 yards. It’s missing four putts inside of four feet. A good day is doing all of that and then driving 300 yards on the par 5 at hole fourteen. It’s doing something the pros do. You’ll probably never hit a 500 foot home run. You’ll never throw a touchdown pass with five seconds left to go. You’ll, most likely, never slam dunk in the NBA finals…unless you’re LeBron. You won’t win the shoot out in the Stanley Cup series. When you hit an amazing drive, hole out from the bunker, and/or hit the pin from the rough you’re doing what the pros do. Those are shots that pros salivate over. That’s why golf is the most amazing thing ever.