- Leaving my job of 20+ years and starting another one where I have more responsibility but not as much stress.
- Leaving a job where I had friends that I miss, though we never really did any thing together, just as work.
- Leaving the financial comfort of a steady paycheck, but never really having money to do the things that I wanted to do.
- Leaving my 30’s and entering my 40’s
- Leaving the area of my small world/State/County/City and moving 1500 miles from all that I knew.
- Leaving Clearwater, FL a gulf beach town and moving to Vernon, NJ, a mountain valley town.
- Leaving Vernon, NJ after 8 months and moving to Brick, NJ, a shore/bay town.
- Leaving my first new car that I had ever bought, totaled in a junk yard in the Baltimore area, from an accident that could have ended with me losing my wife if the car had not saved her life.
- Leaving my only close family, my Mom, in Florida.
- Leaving behind my only real lifelong friend, Eric, who was there for me no matter what!
Also for the rest of it, I love this area of the world. I have mountains just under an hour away. I have the shore just blocks from the house and the beach just 15 minutes away. I have seen, up close, black bears, porcupines, ground hogs (woodchucks), and deer by the herds. I do need to take the time to go and learn about the fishing in the area, discover all the history there is to see in Philadelphia and DC. Visit NYC for a Chinese dinner in Little China again, see a Broadway play, take a drive up the coast to Boston, New Hampshire, Vermont and into Maine’s Bar Harbor. In other words, to take the time to see things that I have always wanted to do. To enjoy life and make myself stop dwelling on the choices I have made and wondering if they were the right ones. To build myself up spiritually by studying the bible more, making more time for Jehovah, helping out my congregation more. To become a vital link. To indulge my passions for photography and do those tech projects that I am always going to get to, but never do. To share all this with my wife, through who’s eyes I see the real me. The one who matters to me more then anything on this earth.
I have never used this blog in this way before, but I have learned something this week. I have been reading Wil Wheaton’s blog for what seems like years. Back in the beginning it was because I was a Star Trek fan, but as I read him I came to realize that he was me with a different background. I finally got around to listening to some of his podcasts. I not only enjoyed the day in a life feeling, but also heard his voice speaking about things that have been in my head. The same day in and day out struggle to support my family. The battle to find creativity in any thing that I do. Trying to matter in the big scheme of things. It’s not that I am in awe of him. Rather I see him as a peer. He speaks about things that I do not.
I’ll be doing a lot more personal entries to this blog in the next few weeks. I’m making it one of my projects that I will stop ignoring.
That’s all for today. More tomorrow. It’s time to crash.
L8rs,
Moleman
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