Feeding the Good Wolf – Part 4

I told my friend there was no way I was going to sell books for a living.

Hello ego my old friend.

The universe has a funny way of working itself out sometimes. With my attitude and confidence restored, things fell into place quickly. I finally got out of my own way and welcomed help from others. I acted on advice and suggestions. I began asking for help. I began accepting help. I humbled myself at the altar of the ego. And as things often go, I was referred to a position on a great team by a family friend. My wife and I purchased a wonderful home in a neighborhood surrounded by young families; we’ve since welcomed our two children to the world; and we began to establish enjoyable new traditions in Ohio with friends and family, both new and old.

I wish I could say this is where the story picks up, but there was another interlude of time between the birth of my first child and a year ago this Sunday.

We make excuses for things when they are easy not to do. And over time these excuses pile up. About 2 years later I found myself in an unhealthy spot just as the world entered the pandemic.

And then I ran out of excuses.

Tomorrow we talk about the start of the comeback tour.

After all, George Eliot once said “It’s never too late to be what you might have been.