Twenty years and a month ago I rebooted my life.
I resolved to look only forward, and to ask myself hard questions, and find bottom line answers. Twenty years later, I think it’s fair to look back at the reboot, though not what inspired it.
In that time I have raised four children who delight me, married a wonderful woman, reconnected with my family of orientation, earned six college degrees including a PhD, written and sold sixteen poetry collections, seen a feature film I wrote on the big screen, and spent nineteen years as a professor of various flavors. I have seen my poetry and short stories printed in markets I never thought I’d crack, and I won a fairly large award for poetry.
I’m pretty sure I crammed seven lifetimes of living into twenty years.
All of that has been gratifying, but I think it’s time to slow down a little. In recent time I have been researching family history, and playing games with my son. These are small pleasures to be nurtured; as is this blog. I am hoping for more of all these things, such as drawing with my daughter.
I hope you’ll check in to see if it happens. At least the blog part.