The “new normal”, that we are all enjoying right now, makes me reflect more on where I’ve come from, where I am, and where I’m headed with life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. The past nine months felt a little bit like being reborn, and a very familiar feeling for that matter – I’ve been reborn at least once before, in 2006.
I had to leave my home, my job, many of my friends, things that I’d grown attached to, and habits that I’d formed once again – all that just to go back to live in the same house that I left over fourty years ago, hoping to become an even better person, hoping to build an even better life, and helping others along the way.
As I laid in my bed one night, just before falling asleep, this image of my younger self popped into my mind: my head had been in the exact same place – just my feet were pointing South back then, while they are pointing East now.
So, you tell me, has anything even changed while I was busy changing myself and the circumstances?

Our liberties will hopefully return some day
Happiness is the one thing we personally control
Big part of the past Saturday was spent crawling around on the living room floor, assembling these boards into book shelves. Following along with the familiar instruction booklets full of drawings, but hardly any words, made me feel young again. Nothing really changed since I built my first “Billy” bookcase, over thirty years ago. That old shelf, by the way, is still standing in my bedroom today.
The square rug arrived Wednesday, and we laid it down today. I love it! Safety and style are not mutually exclusive.