The Journey

My Daily Journal Change is good. My ability to adapt to change is a tremendous asset. I must be like the chameleons.

2015 the year of change

Just as I am starting to feel comfortable, my life is suddenly turned upside down. I had been telling myself for sometime now that I was living another day in paradise. I also kept reminding myself that my current situation was too good to be true. That all this security I was feeling in my situation could change in a heartbeat.

And it did.

Don't get me wrong. I am still very blessed. I have the most loving and loyal wife a man could ask for. I just wish she could be with me now. She is taking care of many loose ends that I left behind in the rush. I don't know what I would do without her.

I feel guilt for taking my wife Tammy away from the family. She is close her family. I am very fond of her family. Now I am farther geographically from family. Both hers and mine. I miss them.

I can't leave out my dog Blue. A rescue 2 year old male Siberian Husky. What a personality. I miss him too!

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My wife is tough. She has had to move for work before. To do what it takes to make ends meet. We had been making plans to settle down in one place. We were planning for retirement. In a heartbeat everything changed.

In a Heartbeat.

How quickly one can go from worrying about where is the best place to invest ones earnings, to worrying about where to earn enough money to eat.

I remember the day I met my wife. I called myself a minimalist at the time. I had just been through more change. I was comfortable.

I was thankful. The simple things gave me the most happiness.

I would tell myself, "Don't sweat the small stu and it's all small stu." I had a full belly and a roof over my head.

But I fell in love. The provider instinct came out in me from watching my Dad as I grew up. Dad was a great provider but never had much time for the family. Don't get me wrong. There was a time when we would play catch. I turned out to be a pretty good pitcher in hard ball. He also was able to go on some cruises with my mom before her health turned bad. They loved to dance to the big bands. They would follow their favorite band leader, Al Pearson, on cruise ships. They would dance away.

My life on earth is short. But by writing I can reach many and for many years. Like the branches on this tree. ~ Mark W. Bailey

Dad was a self made millionaire. I have been like a Nomad lately. I started out chasing the almighty dollar. I estimated I would be a millionaire by 30! Now I am poor but happy.

I know that one can have money and still be happy. I am not making a direct correlation. For many there is never enough. It takes hours away from family and living life.

All this being broke. The worrying about how I am going to provide. The position I was put in by the last employer. And the position I was put in from the employer before that. It was all good. I am glad it happened.

I needed it.

This is what it took to make me realize that; "I must become independent!"

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