I'd
rather be a mediocre writer and live a comfortable life, as opposed to dying in
the gutter like Edgar Alan Poe just to be brilliant. Well, for people who have been
reading my blog or been following me through social media, last week was
memorable, to say the least. I found out on Monday that my 9-year marriage was
over and the next day, I got a biopsy because my doctors fear that I might have
prostate cancer. The weekend before, I was hanging out with my dog and enjoying
time with my wife and a little more than 24 hours later I was lying on my side
while my urologist punching little flesh plugs out of my prostate. Wow, what a turnaround for someone who thought
who had it all! The message is never get complacent and expect nothing, because
we're entitled to zero and tomorrow is not guaranteed.
I realize now that I do have it all, because I have great
friends who are wonderful and care about me. I also know that I need to be a
better friend to the people I love, because they're more valuable than anything
else in the world. I was putting so much love and care into my marriage, I
discarded a few people along the way and now I want them back. I know they will
forgive me and some of them have done so already, but re-connecting with them
will soon be something I really want to focus on now more than ever.
For an update, I still don't have my test results yet, but
either way I'm ready for the next chapter. I don't know whether or not I'll be
a better writer after all of this, but I do know that I'll be a better person
and a better friend and maybe that's all I need.
