"When life throws you lemons, don't make lemonade. Make a fruit basket and proudly put it on display."
My collection of writing does not need an introduction, a beginning, or a place to start. I have formed this conclusion because there is really no place to start or finish.
Just when one thinks they have seen it all in life, something comes along that makes you take a step back and realize you truly have not. Whether it be life, death, euphoria, depression, sickness, or health, one will never see everything that can happen.
Nothing is impossible, as you routinely hear people say.
It would be extremely difficult for me to put the past 29 years in order. A "chain of events," as you could call it.
….When I was six, I did this......
….When I was twelve, I did this.....
….When I was twenty-nine, I did this....
When I was twenty-nine, I finally made the decision to sit down and put my thoughts on paper. And it will not be another one of those projects I am going to start and never complete. Quite frankly, this is a project that will never be completed.
This never actually be finished.
There will always be a time and a place to soak in life's journey and put it on paper.
Quite frankly, I don't even care if it makes sense. I don't care if I am criticized for not following a certain format in writing. It might seem scrambled, random, unique, or vague. There are no deadlines, no publishing goals, no adversaries telling me what I should and shouldn't share. It may be unscripted at times.
Let me take a moment to share something with you that I think is very important....
I shouldn't be here today, successful in my own little world, as I am told on an almost routine basis. I give myself a pat on the back for that.
I finally feel like I am obligated to tell you why, and that excites me. The opportunity to let you into my world, filled with tremendous gain, loss, hardship, success, perseverance, optimism, and drive.
All of the wonders of life, as seen through my eyes.