Can we just take a step back and appreciate how much difference a year makes? This time last year, my divorce was almost final. I was not entirely sure what to do with myself. I felt lost. My apartment felt too big. I missed my kids. 2013 had been a nightmare.
I woke up from the NYE party my buddy Jeremy throws, in a chair at his house. I gathered myself together and started making plans. I saw the Secret Life of Walter Mitty and booked my first trip of the year to SLC. Jeremy’s 40th Bday in NOLA. After that, solo camping, camping with my daughters, road trips to Memphis, Corpus Christi, San Antonio and even Disney World. Lots of happy hours with my friends and even a few dates in there. ;^)
So, what is 2015 going to bring? I’m not entirely sure. Something else I learned was to live with few expectations. Enjoy where you’re at with those you are with. I do hope to travel more by myself, with my daughters and with those special to me. I hope to write another post like this in a year talking about how much more amazing 2015 has been.
I got to see Justin Furstenfled at the Rockin Rodeo in Denton last night. It was amazing. Last year as the reality of my divorce was sinking in and I was struggling to find my new identity, I bought tickets to see How the Edge Stole Christmas. The show was only mediocre, but I was introduced to Blue October. They were the best part of that whole show. I got the Sway album the next day and it became my soundtrack for the next few months.
This show was unique since it was Justin doing a solo show and spending time in between each song to give some background into what was going on at the time. It feels good to know that I am not the only one that suffers. That others have gone through worse and still come out, not just ok but better. What made it even more amazing is the fact he is the father of daughters. While my situation is not nearly as complicated as his, his music and experience speak to me about the struggle of living apart from my kids.
I also spent the dollars and went to the meet and greet. He played a few songs for the small crowd of 50 or so, signed some autographs and took pictures with each of us. I’m glad I had the opportunity to meet and shake the hand of someone who has helped me and had an impact on my life. Thanks for your work Justin. Keep on making music.
I’ve had my pity party. Poor me, my marriage has ended. Dating is hard. I hate being alone. You know what? I am really blessed. Or charmed. Or damn lucky. I have three amazing little girls who adore me. They are healthy and happy. And smart…REALLY smart. I have a great job that pays well. I am rather good looking, in my humble opinion. I am healthy with all my faculties and parts. I have met some very fascinating people, made some new friends, had some…interesting…experiences. Sure I’m sorry one life had to end for another to begin, but that’s life. If you understand things are not permanent, it’s easier to accept when they are gone. It also helps to know you still have SO much! Look on the bright side. It could always be worse. (One more cliche’ here).