With a steady wind blowing a touch of rain is said to be heading our way. And as usual I got a laundry list of things I need to get done. But my lazy ass is just sitting out here just enjoying the sunshine and the clouds. Rather I deserve this more leisurely lifestyle is definitely up for debate. But with all the issues I live with, I know for certain if I ignored it I probably wouldn’t still be around. Believe it or not I’ve always had a bad habit of pushing myself a little too far. A bad habit I’m sure I inherited from my old man.
But unlike the old man, I took advantage of my second chance. And rather through fear or stubborn determination, I’m sitting here approaching my 61st year. Awareness offers you way more advantages than disadvantages. If your sincere and compassionate, listening to yourself can give you an unfiltered perspective on your limitations and your strengths. Still there are lots of times when I push myself, especially when I am focused on a task.
I’m glad I have my family and my wife around to keep me in check. Like at this moment where I know I should be having lunch, but instead I’m too focused on moment to slow down. My writing and my poetry are my passion. I suppose I’m just making up for lost time when I was medicated and numb. But back then I had to do what I had to do to keep my family going. While the reward of a great family was worth it, the price I paid took it’s toll. Going back to the old man. I reckon as I age even beyond his years I understand. That sometimes sacrifice is the means to the end when dealing with love and legacy.
But unlike the old man, I took advantage of my second chance. And rather through fear or stubborn determination, I’m sitting here approaching my 61st year. Awareness offers you way more advantages than disadvantages. If your sincere and compassionate, listening to yourself can give you an unfiltered perspective on your limitations and your strengths. Still there are lots of times when I push myself, especially when I am focused on a task.
I’m glad I have my family and my wife around to keep me in check. Like at this moment where I know I should be having lunch, but instead I’m too focused on moment to slow down. My writing and my poetry are my passion. I suppose I’m just making up for lost time when I was medicated and numb. But back then I had to do what I had to do to keep my family going. While the reward of a great family was worth it, the price I paid took it’s toll. Going back to the old man. I reckon as I age even beyond his years I understand. That sometimes sacrifice is the means to the end when dealing with love and legacy.
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