Thursday, April 12, 2012

The revolving state of road repair

Greetings and well met.  I trust while I was away everyone was nice to each other and everyone ate their vegetables said their prayers while getting ready to battle the Iron Sheik and Kamala in a steel cage.

It is hard for me to write, on one had I like the idea of expressing thoughts, no matter how bizarre (see above) they may be.  Then I wonder, who would want to read this I have a really boring life by my estimation, no parties, no journeys to foreign lands or political ideas to express (I pray for our leaders and vote).  Any call to action from me is tempered by my own flaws and imperfections as I strive to be more of a father and husband to my family.  I simply listen to others and provide my thoughts if asked, don't have to take any of my advice and simply love lasting friendships even if we disagree.  All of this to say if there was ever a time I needed solid relationships its now.  Physically each day seems more of a struggle and since dad's passing the road is still a road but its got these huge pot holes in it.  Mentally I feel that I am earning credits for a counseling degree while trying to find ways to relax.  I am weary but not broken, and trying to fill those potholes ever so slowly with my wife by my side.  Just need more people with shovels I guess.  Just random thoughts for today, make an effort to be a help today however small to someone.  Maybe this will be some motivation to get me to write more :-)

1 comment:

  1. Write more,even about your crazy little sister struggleing to be a single mom lol love u

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