(photo: Two young souls riding their great Uncle’s back. If your goal isn’t impossible, you’re not reaching high enough.)
Today, December 30, 13 years ago, was the final drinking day.
What fool would pick New Year’s Eve to be the first dry day?
No one, right?
Joy is a choice I get to make every moment of every day. Same with you, even if it doesn’t seem so.
Did I mention that I have a pile of emotional baggage as big as many of you?
Did I mention that my wife and I are disabled?
Did I mention we spent our life savings to become parents?
Did I mention our son has an incurable disease?
Did I mention that I’ve overcome addiction?
The list goes on and on. So please, please don’t say, “But you’ve got it made. You are living the dream. You are so fortunate.”
This would generally be considered an insult, and completely disrespectful. And maybe the beginning of an excuse.
But forgiveness rushes in and all that’s left is joy. Almost unspeakable joy.