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Reprise from yesterday’s insight about wisdom and our thoughts

Sanibel sunrise
Every day that you wake up (alive) is an opportunity to do the impossible.

 

Reprise from yesterday’s insight about wisdom and our thoughts…

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Had my first drink at 13 the Summer of 1972.

Somewhere around 18 i went full-time.

At 41, on my third “no, this time i mean it” attempt, i stopped.

Impossible is nothing…

There was no middle ground for me. Every day or not at all. i quit on New Year’s Eve (not New Years Day), the biggest drinking day in the world.

Prior, i promised myself i’d stop if my wife got pregnant. Did well for a little while, but failed.

Made another promise, “When the baby is born.”

Did well for even longer (about 6 months) than the first failure, but failed again.

Then, as our Son was almost 1.5 years old, i decided Dec 30 would be my last drinking day.

That was 2001.

Failure paves the way for success if you want it bad enough.

 

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My final day of a 28-year run

St Mary Lake
First time i stood here was Summer 1973, when i was 14 – the Summer before my first drink of alcohol. Photo: Summer 2017.

 

My final day of a 28-year run concluded on this day (December 30) in 2001.

Backstory…

In 1974, barely 15, had my first taste of cheap wine one Summer night before going to the Spring Grove – Jefferson Carnival. Drank enough (which wasn’t much) to be seriously buzzed.

By 1976, i was drinking on weekends between football and track seasons, as well as all Summer long.

In 1977 i entered College and i would say this marked the beginning of a daily habit that would span 24 years – literally not missing a day.

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