Life sure can throw you the proverbial curve ball from time to time. You wake up on a typical Monday morning, no different than any other and ... Wham ... life as you know it (or have known it, I suppose) gets turned upside down, rolled about and the next thing you know ... well, I'm not going into details here, that's someone else's tale; suffice it to say, this roller coaster, just rolling along, screeched to a sudden halt before corkscrewing unpredictably, leaving this mild-mannered reporter feeling just a tad ... unbalanced? Probably not the best term to describe the events of the past couple of weeks, yet I'm at a loss for words, so to speak.
A terrible state of mind for any writer, donít you think?
Life is like that, if you hadn't noticed; just when you think you have itís craziness perfectly under control it up and decides it is - instead - going to go positively berserk, typically in a most unexpected way.
I find it unbelievable that I've never noticed this trend - or maybe I have and simply ignored it - but I guess age, as they say, brings wisdom.
Or at least a pleasant (one hopes) surprise, from time to time.
Hindsight, it seems, really is ... inconvenient ... sometimes, particularly when you're a reporter with a daily deadline or three to juggle. And as much as I try not to dwell on the past these days, it's impossible to take an accurate measure of my life now - and my future - without taking into account all the decisions, both good and bad, that got me here. And there was a time, not that long ago, that I was, if not content, acclimated to life working with my dad; a couple of beers with the old man at the end of the day, a game of pool and a guitar and I was happy. My life is a bit more complicated now, in many ways, and my ultimate goals have changed immensely.
There's that age and wisdom stuff again, but I didn't really mean that ... I'm only 36 ... I'm sure there's still plenty of time to make some stupid decisions left to me.
I do wonder, however, if my father would even recognize me now. And not in the literal sense, just that I've changed so much since he passed. At heart, I'm still me, but it's a better me, thanks to our esteemed editor and fellow journalists like Melissa Stagnaro, Tyler Murphy, the one and only Melissa deCordova and my current staff writers in arms, Shawn Magrath and Kevin Doonan (and a couple of other folks along the way).
It's been one long, strange trip, as Jerry would say, and one that has been extremely rewarding. And it's not over yet, to my surprise. In fact, it's just beginning, when considered in the right light.
Thats life for you ... seemingly one step ahead and no holds barred.
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