I’m starting this blog today because of what happened to me yesterday. I was let go.
When I was still in Indianapolis, work in Indy was slow. I got a call from the Phoenix office. “Can you be here in 3 weeks?” Sure. We knew something was coming. We didn’t know what. How did we know? Prior to that call, early in the fall, our home in Indy sold in 4 days! Are you kidding? In this crazy housing market? We knew the Lord was on the move. But to what?
The Monday after Thanksgiving in 2010, I jumped in my Jeep, set my week-old Android phone to navigate and about 5 days later, I was in Phoenix. When my wife joined me in February, the plot thickened. We couldn’t find a church or a house and wound up staying in one of those extended stay hotels for over 5 months. Finally, a house. Then came the surprise of unemployment about a year later.
Unemployment is hard to deal with. Life’s changes can be hard, too. So, I’m going to blog about hope and adjusting to life’s changes.
Well, I wish you peace, joy, and rest this Thanksgiving. And special thanks and prayers to all of you who serve in or support our military men and women. Even this is inadequate thanks, but is the best I can do today.
Poet, Writer, US Army (Retired)
I dreamed of writing when I was a youngster. The love of books and writing may have helped to dull the pain of severe sexual abuse as I was sexually abused by two men at my father’s place of work from age 8 to 12 or so. I learned about this for the first time when I was 50 years old. So, as a boy, reading was the only place I had to go to. My fantasy world was better and safer than my real world. I loved reading and writing.
Reading books and writing poetry are a joy to me still and are an important part of my life. (See my About Me page on my blog for the complete profile.)