Well, it’s day five and I’m still moving forward. Not in leaps and bounds, but in tiny steps, but the most important thing is that I’m moving.
One of the ways and keys to moving forward is making plans and small changes to fulfill those plans. If you would have asked me last year what my plans were, they would be so different than the plans I’m making now. Why is that? Because of the people that are in my life now.
Since last year, I’ve met three people that I’ve fell madly in love with, and knowing them has filled my life, my heart and now my plans, but I’ll get into that more as I go through these plans that I’m making in my quest of moving forward.
Lighthouse Adventure. As most of you already know, I’m on a quest to visit, picture, and explore all the lighthouses along the Florida coast from Amelia Island to Pensacola, including the keys. I’ve already discovered, photo, or visited more than ten so far. I’m constantly searching maps, books, and google maps searching and researching the lighthouses of Florida. It’s fun, it’s exciting, it’s educational, and it’s an adventure that makes me smile.
Writing. As you can see, I’ve picked up blogging on a regular basis again, but I haven’t given any time to writing. But, as part of moving forward in my writing, I’m making a promise, a plan, to write at least one thing a week…whether a short story, or a chapter, or an article. This doesn’t include blogging. I plan to do that every week day.
Gaming. I’ve been playing Xbox video games now for the last 4 years, starting with Assassin’s Creed, Red Dead Redemption, and then moving to Destiny, with splashes of GTAV, Halo, Call of Duty, and various new games here and there. I’m not hard core, but I enjoy them. Most of all I enjoy the company of my gamer friends. My plan is make time to play, at least an hour a day during the week, and no more than a few hours on the weekend.
Side note: Well, my boys (two of the three people I’ve met this past year that I mentioned above), Anthony and Nathan, now play video games with me. It’s a common ground activity for us, a way to spend quality time together, doing something we all enjoy, yet in the comfort of our own homes/rooms. I love hanging out with these boys, they are two amazing teenagers, and I know they wouldn’t be the remarkable kids they are without the love and guidance of their father, Jon. He’s a single dad and got a lot on his plate, but one of the things I admire most about him is the love he pours into these boys. He’s not perfect by any means, struggles on many levels, but on the important things, I feel he’s doing a damned good job. I also don’t think he gets enough credit for the effort he makes. He lets his boys be themselves, but within defined guidelines. He always tells them he loves them. He’s always hugging them. Most of all, in his busy world with all his responsibilities, he spends QUALITY time with them whether taking them fishing or surfing, or playing a vicious game of Monopoly or Poker. He’s home with them after work, and then spends most weekends with them. He makes them brush their teeth, do their chores, and pitch in with cooking, doing laundry, instead of doing everything for them.
Warning: Rant ahead. It pisses me off sometimes when his selfish friends are always asking him to go do things that they want or need, that will take him away from time with his boys, when they have no similar responsibilities, or when they take advantage of him by asking him to do things to help themselves in the middle of THEIR crisis, instead of helping HIM. I’ve never heard any of them offer to take him and his boys on an adventure, go over and help him clean his house, cook him a meal to feed his boys, or ask him if he needs anything. He wouldn’t take their help if they offered it, but they never offer. They come to him with their relationship problems, stupid-ass choice, and dire straits, because he listens and he cares. They take, take, and take… want, want, and want for themselves and what THEY need. Where’s the giving? Where’s the helping? Where’s the love? They’re selfish bastards. (And I don’t give a fuck if they get pissed at me for feeling this way. I’ve yet to see any of those fuckers do anything for that family but take. And there have been many opportunities for those fuckers to help. Fuck them!) Yet, Jon would do anything to help any of them if they needed it, and he helps them often (I’ve witnessed it), usually at the sacrifice of valuable time that he needs to keep on top of his own responsibilities. Fucking selfish bitches. Yet, when he needed something – none of those bitches were around. A real friend wouldn’t have to be told what he needs, they would see it. I don’t want to get to know any of them, and the one’s I have gotten to know so far, I’m not impressed. Yes, it’s important that Jon spends some time for himself, doing adult things, not forgetting he’s not just a father, but a man or a friend. But his friends should be more considerate of his responsibilities and not even ask him to do anything that would make meeting those responsibilities harder or more of a burden for him. Take the man out to eat, put gas in his truck, help him change a tire, buy him a beer, go surfing with him (even if it’s not your thing – do something HE loves, not just ask him to join in YOUR activities), take him to a movie, or play a game of poker (bring him a fat cigar too – he loves those). Oy veh! Okay – rant over, back to the regularly scheduled program.
Fishing. I plan to learn how to fish. Not just because I want to know myself, nor for the fact that I live in Florida and with all the lakes, rivers, and ocean all around me, fishing is abundant. I want to learn how to fish, because I know it’s a passion for Nathan, and I want to be able to share in that activity with him. I’ve seen this kid’s face completely light up when it comes to fishing. Seeing that love and excitement on his face, that’s worth it to learn. So, I’ll be researching poles, equipment, bait, methods, patterns, etc. That’s one of my new goals, and I’m excited about it.
Sailing. I have also met this year a wonderful new friend, Jason, that can see the joy and excitement on my face when out on the water, and has offered to make that activity available to me. This is one of those treasured friends that are rare to find. I’m glad I met him and I’m glad he’s my friend. I’ve been sailing now a few times, and boating aboard a floating Christmas tree a couple times, and planning a huge trip later in 2017. I love being on the water. I love being in nature. I can’t express how it soothes my soul. Nor can I truly express how grateful I am to the opportunity Jason is offering me, and not just me, but for those I love most too… like my best friend Jenna, and my boys, Anthony and Nathan.
I’ll have more plans as the new year unfolds, but right now I’m off to a good start. One thing I’m suspending for the time being is dating. I’m open to get to know someone, but I still need some time to heal. My heart is mangled mess and I don’t think it would be a good idea to jump into a romantic relationship until my heart’s not hurting anymore. I don’t want a band-aid or a temporary distraction, I want real, deep, forever-kind of love. I want romance and adventure. So, I’ll wait because doing it right, being healed first, is important. Until then… I’m going to put all my focus on moving forward. Healing is part of moving forward. So, let’s take a new step today.
Till next time,