Little Things

 

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I recently had the amazing opportunity to fly back to Michigan with my 6-year-old daughter to spend time with family.  I hadn’t been in Michigan since December 2014.  It was long overdue. By the way, that image above is the view from the porch of my new apartment where I am currently typing out this post (have to appreciate the little things).

When I was back home it reminded me of all the good things in my life.  Honestly, as many of you know, I’ve had a rough couple years.  First I went through a rough divorce where what could have been a relatively simple split has ended up being a rather frustrating mess.  It’s hard to keep things simple when you can’t see eye to eye.  Second, I failed to pass the Washington State Bar exam three times in a row.  This hurt worse than the divorce and put my sanity to the test.  Finally, I was wrongfully terminated and denied unemployment benefits because my former supervisor decided to clean house on my entire department.  That was fun.  (I’ll have a post dedicated to this soon because the ridiculousness should be shared).

There were of course lots of good things that happened to me too, but it was sometimes hard to focus on them when I felt so beat down, especially about the bar exam and my job.  Thankfully, I passed the bar exam and am now licensed in Washington and I filed a grievance against my former boss to which I got a recommendation that I should be reinstated (the final decision comes out tonight, so maybe tune in for a rant this evening).  I also have built a life here with my daughter, my dog, and the love of my life.  Which brings me to my point, now that I’ve nearly gone off track, that I need to focus on the little things in my life that are good because they should overshadow the bad.

This mindset was reinforced for me while back in Michigan. Those of you who know me, will know that I am generally an upbeat optimist (though I haven’t been so lately) and I wanted to get back to that.  Being back home was truly a refresher for my mind and soul. I got to spend a few days on Mackinac Island with my family and witness my mom getting an award and being inducted into the Speech Coaches Hall of Fame. Go Mom! You’re truly are an inspiration! I love you!  I also got to meet my nephew for the first time and see my niece for the first time since she was 1 (she is now 3).  I even got to see my aunt and uncle whom I hardly speak too and hadn’t seen in years.

It was great to reconnect with my brother and sister-in-law as well as with my sister whom I hadn’t seen in years.  We fell into that old rhythm that only siblings can appreciate and it was like no time had passed.  I didn’t realize how much I missed my family until was back with them. I love my life in Washington, but there is just something about being close to family.  Unfortunatley, I didn’t get to see any of my grandparents on the trip and it was of course way too short. I cherished every moment though now matter how small or how short, because that’s what really matters.

When I am old and grey and pooping in my Depends, I’ll look back on my life and the moments that will matter will be the small things like family game night with Deanna and Mila, tug of war with my dog, love, friendship, and family.  It won’t matter that an unreasonable ex made life hard for a couple of years, it won’t matter that a short-sighted supervisor fired me, and it wont matter that we are living paycheck to paycheck.

What will matter is that I was happy, that I lived a good life, and that I was a positive force in this world.

As if to illustrate this point a humming-bird literally just flew up to me as I sit on the porch typing this.  Time to go out and buy a humming bird feeder! Damn, life is amazing, friends.

 

 

Microbes: A Short Story

Hello Friends,

Today I want to share with you a story I wrote in College when I was going through a crisis of faith. It’s a story about a man obsessed with germs, who is hoping for a miracle. It’s a little rough for sure, and someday I’ll clean it up more, but I wanted to leave it mostly in tact from the version I wrote over ten years ago.

The story is called Microbes and my brother actually made a short independent film based of off it. I’ll get a link to that film soon.  This is a work of fiction blending many elements of my own life, my own faith crisis, and the lives of people I met in Undergrad. It’s probably not scientifically accurate or anything, but I do hope you enjoy.

Please take a look. I’ll be posting more stories to the Short Story section soon, but for now, give Microbes a read and let me know what you think.  All criticism is welcome. This story is over ten years old, but it’s one I’ll always remember writing.

So sit back, enjoy the read and I’ll be back soon with more posts and more stories to share.