Monday, November 26, 2012

That I would Be good

We all have our resume that details a certain portion of work, experience, or education.  But what about the things that don't fit neatly into the columns?  What about the true experiences of life that don't align well with bullet points?

If I had to list a resume of things that I have been involved in or experienced, it would be simple:


  • I've watched soul mates marry and divorce
  • I've seen a father give his daughter to marriage and then watch as death stole her 
  • I've shared in the excitement of a new baby and lamented over an empty crib
  • I've seen the sun rise on a lumberyard on a beautiful October morning when I was moving out of my glamorous mini storage
  • I've walked into the room of someone who I didn't think would wake up, to find them smiling.  (that was a good day)
  • I spent my youth dreaming dreams and lived a reckless abandonment of reason pursing them, and yet, I'm somehow thankful.
  • I've loved, only to have my heart put into a blender and puree mashed.
  • I've driven a million miles to end up where I began in a car that shouldn't have made it 10 miles.
  • I've made every mistake a man of 34 could possibly make.
  • I've prayed "Thy will be done" when I didn't know how much it would hurt.
  • I sat in the parking lot of a Denny's praying to God that I had enough gas to get home, and maybe a couple of dollars to eat with.
  • I've sat in too many small hospital rooms awaiting test results.  
  • I've failed, tried again and failed even more.  I will try again.
  • I asked her to stay, only to watch her walk away
  • I've walked away when she asked me to stay
  • I've laughed till I cried and cried until I laughed in the same night.
  • I've seen how darkness is an illusion
  • I've met a thousand strangers and wondered who they are
I don't think it is a resume that will get me that coveted ambassadorship to the Bahamas.  But it works for me for now.
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In the clearing stands a boxer, 
And a fighter by his trade 
And he carries the reminders 
Of ev'ry glove that laid him down 
Or cut him till he cried out 
In his anger and his shame, 
"I am leaving, I am leaving." 
But the fighter still remains.. 
-- Paul Simon




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