There are many pivotal, defining moments in a person’s life. Then there are the decisions you simply come to and you can’t even remember the process much less the moment that turned your life around.
I was asked recently when I knew I wanted to be a writer. Gosh, I have no idea. I always wanted to write – I always loved to read so I guess it follows suit – but the only conscious decision I made came in college a few years back (the second time around). After taking a photography class and a fiction writing class, I decided to pursue the writing and literature – thinking that if I was to write well I should read the good stuff and I probably wouldn’t have read those good works without the incentive that comes when a grade is attached.
The desire to write well was already in me but I knew I needed to hone the skills. By the way – the first time around in college I pursued Business Management – which served me very well and I do not regret one bit. I still find that knowledge extremely useful today.
All of this is my way of saying there is no right way and no wrong way, only your way each and every time you face life. Sometimes it feels right; sometimes it is the logical choice; sometimes there are no other choices; sometimes it just takes a lot of time for the mud to settle. One of my favorite sayings goes something like this: if you want a clear answer to rise out of the water – you have to quit kicking the mud. Learn patience. It helps.
Moving away from good friends and a beautiful home has not been easy. I want to thank each of you who made my decade in Colorado Springs a wonderful experience. There have been some tough times here, losing my dad, Dean, my dog, my horse, and a couple of good friends, but you know all about that because it’s life and it happens to all of us. Just count your blessings and keep moving forward. That’s the best that anyone can do.