My way

I did it the only way I knew. Trial and error. I fell off the proverbial horse many times and climbed back up only to be thrown again. I walked in the rain and got wet but dried off and continued my journey. I scraped my knees more than once and winced for a moment before finishing the job. Life threw me many a curve ball, but I swung anyway and sometimes hit a home run and other times struck out. I am at a stage of my life now when I have so many memories spilling out of my head I sometimes find it impossible to make sense of them, but I try…

Years didn’t go by quickly when I was younger. It seemed there was more time to enjoy the “moments” the “special times” whereas now I find myself scrambling to make more memories before I forget them. I picture the faces of old friends before I cannot. I pay more attention to things I once took for granted, sunsets, thunder storms, and the wind blowing the trees. The smells of my life that always pleased me like an apple pie baking, fresh cut grass, lilacs and roses.

It isn’t over yet or at least I hope not. There are still things to do, place to see, people to love. I have been around the world and was too young to realize what a gift that was, but I do have some memories that managed to sneak out occasionally. I still want a cabin in the forest to spend time at.one with a big fireplace made of field stone with a huge hearth, and a big window so I can look out at the beauty of the trees and the seasons. Not a big cabin just big enough for me and an occasional visitor.

With age they say comes wisdom. I have always had wisdom I just didn’t use it properly all the time. I learned a lot from the “ancients” and their old school beliefs that to this day I cherish and believe in strongly. I also learned from god whom without I am certain I would be six feet under a long time ago. I am not a religious man per say but I believe in god and speak to him every day. I don’t attend church with others but visit every so often when the building is empty.

I am a proud father and grandfather. I am a proud man with few regrets and many thanks. I am the caretaker of my life and the master of my fate. I will ride the waves until there are no more to ride and the winds no longer blow across the bow.

MO.

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