Life provides no guarantees except the proverbial “death & taxes“.
So, was all the effort, all those weekends, all those years worth it?
Um, yes.
Was It Worth It?
Tag: Five-a-day blogger
You Can Do This jeff
Two days ago, you heard, “I’m not sure I can do this.”
Today, back at it to see if it can be done.
We scoured the area north, south, east and west of Disney World, looking for the proverbial American Dream, a nice house with a big back yard.
We sacrificed many things to pursue the American Dream. The house we were living in at the time was 30 miles from Disney’s Contemporary Resort, where I was working.
Hey, did I mention that we could only afford one car and Cheryl used it? How did I get to work? Great question. I rode my bicycle. We eventually got a second car, but not for a couple years.
Anyway, back to the point. We followed one dead-end path after another, like many couples do.
We never gave up. Although in hind sight, it may have been the smart thing to do. The clock was ticking. We were missing out on some things others don’t miss out on.
Twistee Treat To Do
I still have the post-it note up on my office wall, near the phone.
Crazy, isn’t it? I mean the things we think about and the things we do.
So, in the midst of the fairly intense topic the past few days, I’m going to switch gears today, and revisit a topic from ten days ago.
Something like 14 months ago, we thought our beloved Canine Son (Yellow Lab) Carter was going to die, perhaps in less than one week.
I asked our son, “What do you think we should do with Carter before he leaves us?”
“Take him for ice cream at Twistee Treat”, he said, without hesitating.
And that’s exactly what we did. In hind sight, that trivial post-it note probably didn’t need to be written. I mean, what Father would forget to do something as important as honoring this “last request”?
And then there’s the next question, “Why does this adult (50) still have a stupid little post-it note hanging on his office wall?”
Guilty Feeling
What makes humans feel guilt?
What makes you feel guilty?
Know what makes me feel guilty?
This week, my son and I have taken several sunset walks. We end up in our back yard. A really big back yard. The sun has set, and now it’s twilight.
“Son, look around. Do you see how much space is here in this yard, from one side to the other?”
He says, “Yes.”
“I’m not saying that other sized yards are better or worse. I’m just saying that Mommy and Daddy worked really, really hard to make this yard possible.”
For something like seven years, Cheryl and I spent, what seemed like a majority of our weekends looking for a big yard near Walt Disney World.
The first 15 years in Central Florida, I worked every weekend, and had either a Saturday or a Sunday off, but never both.
And on that lone weekend day off, we combed the area north of Disney, south of Disney, east of Disney, west of Disney.
The result? Nothing. Year after year. Nothing.
Until one day….
Not Fully Awake
Been awake for an hour now, but not fully, wide-eyed, awake.
Sort of a numb-awake, if that’s even a term. The kind of semi-conscious consciousness from working really hard at something and having “sore muscles” from it.
Except, these muscles aren’t physical, they’re spiritual. Ever think so much, or meditate so much that you’re mind and spirit are foggy the next day? Perhaps it’s the equivalent of a hangover, without the nausea.
So many people are struggling with so many things. It’s everywhere and affects everyone. It overwhelms me.
And I often feel guilty.
Do you ever feel similar to this?
Crazy thing is, it’s always been like this.
So it deserves more dialogue, if for no other reason than to clear some thoughts, or at the very least, grab the right folder.