Finding Myself

 

I found myself once, but then I got lost. So many good things that went unrecorded here. So many rough patches that never got sewn into the tapestry of my personal blog. I sigh and consider that maybe, just maybe, I might try to find myself again. Go back to writing despite being unable to type as I once did. Crack up the imagination once more. Maybe even rejoin the photography club so I can finally use the macro settings on my camera! There are some churches I could join, and that might give me back my faith.

Two of the things I will skip are CAP and Evangelical churches. The former piss me off to no end, and I can't tolerate MAGA. The latter... is complex. I stayed true to them for years and, when life got bitter and I got sick and my dad was dying and my whole world sucked shit... people knew yet never reached out to say "hi" or offer me a shoulder. That hurt me bad. I never needed compliments on the jobs I did, mainly because I did what I was supposed to do properly. But that feeling of loneliness tore up my soul.

Maybe we could look into a foreign exchange student program? I loved doing it back in the day. Join the VFW? That would be cool. Help the local PD with their R-U-OK program? I'm seriously considering it. Help the govt with a proper website? I've already designed one in my head.

We'll see. First, I gotta get the house in order so I can sweep through it quickly to clean if I invite someone for coffee or host a small group meeting. I still have much to offer this world. So does Better Half. Dude, let's get our life back! Help me help us have fantastic Autumn years before those scary Winter years kick in.