When I started my blog my intention was to speak about what I know to be true - and not just true to me. It was meant to be a reflection of times past, the places in the future and of course right now. I wrote those through the eyes of someone approaching 50 - someone who had lived through many experiences and who will live through many more. Nothing has changed since I started this blog - only by the time most of you who read this - I will no longer be approaching 50 - I will be 50.
I suppose the predictable thing to do would be to attempt to write prophetically - with much admiration toward many and malice to but a few. I am, as many of you know, not much for the book standard answer. I have little admiration for many and if truth be told - the ones to whom I might have malice - most likely impacted me the most and made me, in no lesser part than those I care for, who I am today. During this past year or so - I wrote many entries - some good - some not so much - some political - some satire - but all heartfelt. A wise man once told me that writing is a cathartic. Perhaps - but to whom? I am particularly proud of two entries: My Grandfather's Hammer and The Funeral of a Dear Friend. Both entries speak of who I am - and more importantly who I strive to be. Time will tell if my writings were true - either way - the intent was sincere.
The four people for whom I care the most are the ones who probably care the least about what I write here. They know me and I am honored to have my life with them. They know who they are - but perhaps you do not - so to Chuck, Carlee, MattiLynn and Valerie - thanks for making my life the great place it is. Like a John Grisham book...there is no profound ending - the action occurs living each day not thinking about the past. Here's to living....may each of you find peace...and a good AARP card so you can get some discounts....or so goes my thoughts from almost (at least for another few hours) 50 years....
