Yeah, I know. I’ve been MIA for way too long. I see the “advice” all the time…“you have to be consistent…you can’t just post material once in a while”…and on and on and…
Sorry about that. This year so far has been a royal pain in the @$$. For every good thing that has come my way, there have been at LEAST a half-dozen absolutely suck-y events.
The “adult” in me says just to stay cool and let it pass. The “kid” in me wants to go out, find a cute unsuspecting kitten…and KICK it! (My Curry College students, especially my CCPRSA friends, will recognize this latter sentiment all too well!)
I know it’s not just me who goes through this type of turmoil. I see plenty of posts from friends literally all over the globe who, from time to time, run into some sort of negative challenge. Life happens. Roll with it!
So I’ve resolved, now that I’m back from an amazing month-long vacation in my favorite city in the world…Taipei…that I’m going to buckle down and just make the best of every single day that I’m blessed to enjoy. The stock phrase is “Count your blessings,” and I have to admit…willingly…that I am the recipient of a TON of blessings:
- I have my health…couple of things that I have to have checked on a regular basis, but, on the whole, not doing too badly for a guy who’s turning 73 in a couple of months!
- I’m teaching regularly…part-time, but consistently…at The University of Tampa, a cool private university located in downtown Tampa. Terrific students. Great campus. Easy commute! 😊
- In about three months, Margaret and I will celebrate 47 years of marriage! That, to me, is amazing. It seems like only yesterday that we said the first set of “I do” vows in her hometown of Saigon and, about a month later, in my hometown of Dublin, Georgia.
- In about four months, we will celebrate two years of living in our first home…we rented for the first 45 years in South Carolina, Virginia, the Philippines, and Massachusetts. It’s true what they say: “Good things come to those who wait.”
Even as I wrote those “blessings” out, I realized again just how fortunate I’ve been and continue to be. I just have to remind myself from time to time.
So there you have it. Kirk’s story in a discombobulated (my Dad’s favorite word) nutshell. Life is good. You just have to keep reminding yourself of that and quit falling back on “What the %^#@ HAPPENED??” as an excuse to be miserable.