I think about the moments in life that have got me to this place. Where I’m at, may or may not be your dream, and to be honest I’m not sure why anyone even follows this blog. But a few do, and it’s fun to share the rides I’ve had.
I think for all the dumb and good shit I’ve done, I haven’t been afraid to try something new. I’m grateful for whatever gene or thought I’ve had over the years, that trying something new or having the balls to seek something out hasn’t ever been my problem.
The world changes; ya gotta change. Ya gotta face whatever is bothering you, or what you see as a problem.
This house has brought me back to center, and I’m still figuring out why. I chased the American dream for a while, and did some really stupid shit. My dream failed, and I spend the last 10 years getting things back to center. For whatever reason, that was important to me. What I’m grateful for, is that I had the balls to try. *That* isn’t failure. I could have failed by not trying, and that could have been a worse thing.
I am still going to chase it.
So here I am; in my small house that has everything I’ve ever wanted. A couple of bikes in the garage, a wife I sincerely love, a daughter that is having her own kids now, and 2 kids that still need my help and who are still figuring out their way in life. There is much to do.
Back to center. Just trying to keep all the balls in the air that are important to me. Tomorrow is going to give me another challenge, and hopefully the past experiences in life will give me the answer, or I’ll have to learn something new and figure that out as well.
Fuel for the fire. It’s all good.