there was a time when i was really excited to go to orlando. it was the land of milk and honey, i knew it. barring some really great friends, nothing really happened for me. at the end of my time there (9 months…a full gestation period for human beings…also a full gestation period for full blown restlessness in my life), i didn’t really have much to show for myself other than a piss-poor attitude and two dead-end jobs.
out of nowhere, my good friend, big sledge, helped me land my current gig back in wpb. i am working at a faith-based group home for foster children. i am a case coordinator for 18 boys (5-17 y.o.). i love it. never thought i would be doing what i am doing, but isn’t that the way that God tends to work? at least it that is what usually happens with me. each day is different than the one before it. i am happy to be where i am, and i am pleased to actually be where i am.
the road leading to where i am hasn’t been the scenic route, or the shortest route…but it has been the right route.
hi, my name is chad. welcome to my blog. it's nothing much; just a little bit about what i think, what i see and what i live. i am not trying to change the world (at least not today)...just sharing mine.
2 Comments
July 22, 2009 at 5:00 pm
well i for one am glad you are doing what you never thought you would be doing. i mean who else would be my chauffer and drive me around town while i take 1hr naps?!
July 24, 2009 at 7:32 am
so glad you’re blogging again…just makes my day!!!