It’s been a long month. Tucker has had three birthday parties. Ben and Tucker went to Florida for two weeks, Emilia and I for three weeks. After seven years I quit my old job and accepted a job to build a new school in downtown Los Angeles. And my father passed away.
Becoming a parent does funny things to you and, for me anyway, it changed my relationship with my parents. In short, I guess you stop being such a jerk. I considered myself emotionally distant to the situation, but it turns out I wasn’t and I’m gonna miss that guy. I’m thankful that my father had a chance to know and play with my children.
Leaving David&Goliath wasn’t easy, but now that I’m out I can see the ways it held me back. My new job is an adventure. I commute to downtown LA every day, sometimes on mass transit (an adventure of its own), and every day is different. Granted, I’m on my third day but I’ve spent hours pouring over blueprints, discussing door security systems, wiring, networks, servers and today I migrate their mail system. It’s crazy and exciting and a wonderful opportunity with some really cool people. Lately I reflect on how lucky I am with a happy and healthy family, but it just keeps getting better.
There’s an annoying song on the radio right now called “Ways To Go” that is stalking me (and the rest if the radio listening public). The chorus goes:
I’ve got a little bit longer
I’ve got a ways to go
(Repeat)
And well, the past month has reminded me that I have a ways to go but at least it feels good to be on the path.