After a number of months of doing this, I feel like many of you know me very well at this point. The part of my personality you havent been privy to is the one that seems to always get me into trouble.
For whatever reason, I'm a guy who seems to create trouble in relationships that I really enjoy. I don't really know what the reason is, and I am not so misguided that I just think that these things are ALL my fault, but I think that other people do a far better job of avoiding these land mines than I do. Im WAY too sensitive, WAY too controlling, WAAAAY too proud, and WAY too emotional. It could be the reason is that I like to confront things head on, assess blame (even when involves assessing blame to myself), find a solution, and try not to let it happen again. Maybe that is the ultimate proof that I am, in fact, male. But to take it back to the theme of my blog, it is quite possible I have some big life lessons yet to learn.
Im not going to be blogging for a while. Some things have happened lately, nothing to do with any of you, but kind of emotional stuff with a couple of friends that are making it increasingly hard for me to be here, and be happy about it. I wont be posting about any of the mess, unless I find myself in a position of having to defend myself. Otherwise, I am not into airing dirty blog laundry.
So I am backing away from it, and I hope to come back. I dont really know when, or if, but I hope this feeling goes away so I can enjoy this again.
I am in the process of moving Tuesday's Tribute to new ownership, and I will leave more on that soon when I work out the details. I will always be available on email, and will be reading you still, and sometimes maybe a comment if I cant contain myself. ;-)
Thanks for sharing space and time with me. I hope to be back.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
posthumous pointerTo laugh often and love much; to win the respect of intelligent persons and the affection of children; to earn the approbation of honest citizens and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to give of one's self; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to have played and laughed with enthusiasm and sung with exultation; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived - this is to have succeeded. - Emerson