They said it couldn't happen. Hell, they said it shouldn't happen. Nevertheless, the writer of this blog has turned the big five-o. Are you gonna book'em Danno? If you don't get that reference, you are most definitely younger than I. The more I travel down this chronological path, the more things I have learned not to do along the way, but I still am I having trouble finding my destination. My map is useless and don't even get me started on GPS. I just might need a tour guide to get there......wherever 'there' is located. "What do you want to be when you grow up?" I heard this question asked of me many, many times. I do not have an answer so does that mean I still haven't 'grown up' or 'matured'? Time will tell......or it won't. I have a few areas in life where I think I'd be very useful but either these career opportunities are becoming very rare, or I simply do not happen to reside in the best location to take advantage of the 'jobs' when they present themselves. I've been fortunate enough to have experienced what I like to refer as 'fragments of delight' or small moments in time where I've been able to feel like I have made a difference in someone else's life or even my own. But those moments have been few and far between. Is that enough to justify one's own journey? I know some people who rephrase that question into "Am I enough?" and, of course, those people are waiting to hear someone say "Yes, you are enough." When I hear it phrased like that, I feel like saying "Enough Already!" I use humor to cope with life's complexities and faith to try to make sense of the senseless. I pray, but almost always for others and almost never for myself. But when I do pray for myself, it's for grace and gratitude and not for personal gain or favor. It's a very simple prayer that starts with the words: "Bless this mess."
