Life Happens

I was trying to comprehend what I was being told.

“Today is your last day…” It all kind of goes blank after that.

All I knew was that I was being let go. Or, to be blunt about it, I was being fired.

Oh boy that’s a heavy word.

That was a week ago. You go through the process of trying to process what went wrong.

Was it you? Was it them? Was it how they viewed you? Was it how you viewed them?

Ugh.

If a feelings charts existed, I would have hit all of them. Hate, anger, sorrow and everything in between.

It hasn’t been all bad. In fact, there is a lot of good that comes from these things.

My wife has been my biggest supporter through all of this. Keeping me positive and motivated.

Also, to borrow a line from country artist Tracy Lawrence, you find out who your friends are. The outreach has been tremendous. A lot of people are trying to help.

I have also realized that my passion to write will not subside. (Type actually. They call it writing but no one has really written anything since, like, the 1980s.)

So, I’m going to continue to write. Beautiful thing about this day and age is anyone with a computer and an Internet connection can share an opinion.

Nobody told me I had to stop doing this. No one has killed my dream.

I’m not doing this for clicks or views or whatever millennial term we associate with blog posts. I’m doing this because 1) my wife encouraged me to continue writing and 2) it helps exercise the skill.

I hope those that do choose to read this enjoy what I write about.

Moments after I was told I no longer had a job, I came across a quote from Martin Luther King Jr.

The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy.

Time to find out what kind of man I am.