craigerific

34.

So here it is. 34. Easy to type. Easy to say. I have to really think about it, though. I remember turning 16 and not having alot of fanfare. I got a boombox. I cant remember 17, 18, 19, 20. 21 I went to the Tides tavern and had a beer. 22, nothing.

23. Now that was a good year. I was in Alaska and I had a peach pie from the store with Aaron, Sherman, Sonja, and Rashawn. We had lots of wine, smoked tons of pot, had a bon fire and just enjoyed what we had as a friendship from working together all summer in the fishtank. I drove home with Sherman that fall. I had alot explained to me. Much of which I had no way of understanding at the time. Sherman was already there. Already answered lots of tough questions, dealt with shit I had no way of understanding. How could I, I was only 23. If I remember, he was 31. He asked me questions that were tough. Ones that I had to think about. Ones that made me realize that the actions I take in my daily life effect everything all the way down the line. Some that me emabarrassed to have done what I did and all the time opened my eyes. He was young at heart for sure, but even in my own young age, I could tell his was an old soul with tons to teach. I had some paths laid for me that fall that are just now turning into roads in front of me. It was a critical time in my exsistence and I am forever grateful I had him there to give me guidance, even though it didnt seem like it at the time. I have told numerous people numerous times, "you really need to get a Sherman." and when they ask what that means and I tell them, they do wish they had someone like that.

Ten years on. There is shit going on in my life that I only dreamed would be happening back then. I am trying to keep up with all that life is thowing at me and let me tell you, it feels like randy johnson is on the mound. I am trying to connect and hopefully get a hit. Its weird, I feel as though I should be a bit more stressed out about things but Ill tell you, I almost feel a certain calmness dealing with all this action. I mean, how bad can it get?

At this point, I start to count my blessings and realize that every day I get out of bed, even if I sleep in, I have so much to be thankful for. My family and friends who have helped me along this journey to get to where I am at today.

So onto the next year. here we go.....

posted by craigerific @ 11:03 PM