I apologize that it took me so long to get this up here. Life has been busy, but pretty fantastic. I feel like I am the most blessed man on the planet. Having a new life to be responsible for sure helps you keep your perspectives and priorities in check.
God is faithful. I'll write a little bit more in an update later this week. For now, a picture is worth a thousand words.
Well, I'm back on this blog after being away for 12 years. I thought those 12 years away were happy years, at least they were from my perspective. But they were not from the point of view of my wife. I come back to this spot a broken and humble man. My life is experiencing a low point of which I've only experienced one other point before. This time I think it's even lower because of the joy I experienced recently. So why even write/journal about it? My therapist recommended that I journal my experience. I know in times past several of my readers reached out directly to me letting me know that I played a part in helping save their marriages. So if I can help just one other person through my anguish, I'll take it. Currently, I am a separated from my family and I HATE it. I miss them dearly and am not good at living alone. I'm not going to offer any salacious details as to what led to my separation nor am I going...
Let me preface this that in my motel the only place i can get internet access is the lobby. So i write these blogs in there. The night before I noticed quite a few Saudi's going into what looked like a club. You can tell they were Saudi's because their gutra (headpiece) was red checkered, which is distinctive in only Saudi Arabia. All others wear white...with the exception of maybe Palestine where they are black checked (think Yasser Arafat). So I was curious. So tonight when I was writing in the Blog, there was a Bahranian also in the lobby smoking, drinking, and talking loudly on his cell phone. Arabs are standoffish at first, but once you make the first move in terms of communication they are extremely friendly and hospitable. But again, you have to initiate the conversation. So asked what was the deal with all the Saudi's. He went onto explain that the Saudi's come to the club and drink and drink and drink. He said they drink beer and whisky like water. P...
The hope hit me mid-day. I was having a regular, decent morning. I’m enjoying my work and not begrudging it. There are a lot of aspects of it that are very fulfilling. After lunch and mid-workout a surge of hope and positivity hit me. This wave of hope came over me like a cool breeze on blistering sunny day. I could get used to this surge of hope. Hope gets me feeling positive. Positivity helps aid in my faith and thus contributes greatly to my peace and joy. I mentioned a couple of days ago that learning to embrace the “nothing” has been very therapeutic for me. But this hope is surged by an external circumstance which is OK. I get to see my girls tomorrow and I’m so excited. I haven’t seen them in about two weeks other than the occasional quick hello when I’m dropping off a child. Seeing them reminds me I’m not so alone. It’s so wonderful to have something to look forward to. They are a reminder...
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