So here we are

So now its Thursday April 8th and I still haven't finished my taxes yet (which is actually read started my taxes yet). As most of you know by now, I quit my job at the end of February with the hope of trying something else. To date I have attempted to purchase some investment real estate, so far with no success other than to say I have 2 open offers currently being considered by banks. You may also know that I intend to travel this summer with my 7 year old son Jack from about mid June through early August. I plan to cover the entire outer ring of the continental United States in a counter-clockwise fashion, of course starting in Mn and ending here as well. Long thoughts of car travel have strengthened my decision to purchase an RV for our journey, as Jack, Indy the black lab and I in my pickup truck for 9k miles just seemed like a bad idea. This way Jack can use the bathroom at any time during our travel, as well as make me a sandwich while cruising down the highway. Pretty much everyone I tell of my plan agrees that this would be the trip of a lifetime. Being able to spend a couple months traveling the country, learning about other places, people and somewhat various cultures within the US with my son does seem like a gift.

SO... I was standing at the island in my kitchen the other day. I was at home alone, Jack was at school and I happened to notice a bunch of pictures that have been sitting on the island for about 3 months now. Coincidentally Michelle's funeral pics were placed there about that long ago (you see I haven't actually been able to put them away yet). I then remembered that my cousins asked for a picture of Michelle which they want to use to make buttons to wear during a walk for the cure event. So I started to look through the pictures to find a couple suitable photos for just such a purpose.

The following writing will purely be my opinion, not judgement to be cast.

As I looked at the photos, many of which I was taking, I realized how narrow focused most of our lives are. I also noticed that she was way out of my league and how beautiful she really was. My wife, Michelle worked her ass off, and she loved her job and excelled at it. I would never take that away from her. She spent countless hours working on her laptop from our bed because she was either too run down from her treatment to go into the office, or just too sick to get out of bed, but the job always had to be done. When Michelle was alive, I would have never had the courage to say we are going to buy an RV and take 2 months off and travel as a family, and boy do I wish I would have. For one thing, she would have said I was nuts, and she couldn't take that much time off. So everyone reading this, please repeat after me. How much time do I know I have left? I know that we all have to make a living to survive, put food in the cupboard, gas in the car. I get that. But remember, when you are looking at the photos on your island, where do you want to be in those photos. Do....... Go....... Live. Because no one knows for sure how much time they have left. You don't have to leave for 2 months to make memories that will last a lifetime, you just have to live a little and remember to take pictures while you're there. So that's about all for tonight.

I should also mention this was somewhat inspired by my Aunt Mona, who is currently battling critical health issues of her own. Please say a prayer for her and God willing she will be ok.

Have a good night.