On The Way To Happy

I was to write my next blog entry on April 1st. However, I couldn’t get past the whole April Fool’s Day web wide gag. Not wanting anyone to be made a fool, nor myself, I opted to forgo posting. Then, the weekend came and went. I found I ignored my newest commitment, as I have done so often in my new post-divorce life, I avoided the promise to myself to post. I allowed numerous events surrounding me steal the energy needed in order to write. Why would I write? I had so many other things to do. I could commit all of my spare time to helping my son with his crisis.

Helping my son with figuring out how to lift the block levied on his college bursar’s account so he could finish registering for the following semester easily kept my mind focused and away from blogging. Another divorce casualty, no one required to pay for school. Not a problem if my son could acquire his own funding, however, while he is tied to his father’s income as set forth by our government, he is therefore, exempt from applying for most student loans available. So, it is up to mom to just sign her life away and absorb the loans since Dad continues to say because of alimony, he cannot continue paying the tuition. There’s so much more to this story and I simply do not want to go into it and risk boring anyone that may consider following my musing.

So, tonight, after my weekly hike I decided to come home and open my blog entry page. It stared blank at me for a long while. But, my son’s crisis reminded me of why I began to write here in the first place. As I discussed recreating myself with my psychologist over the past year, she kindly encouraged me to advise others on life. She kept saying, “you should be a life coach.”  She continuously told me that I had reared two of the most beautiful people she had ever come across in her practice and she has known them since their adolescence. I concurred, but I know many great adviser’s regarding equipping kids into adulthood.

As so often happens in my life, I was prodded to yet again consider it. Right before me this morning, I received a message from a friend that had just received an email reply from my son. My friend and son were discussing music and how to encourage my friend’s children to spark the music bug for a lifetime. My friend said, “don’t worry about your future, just write, write what you know, write about these amazing kids you’ve helped evolve into young, amazing adults, THEY are your portfolio.”

So, as I proceed here, I will share my unconventional theories on how I grew my children. I will touch on various topics that I seem to have navigated well and see if my discussions help others or at least open up a dialogue to discuss other possibilities. I have lived an interesting life and I’ve been extremely fortunate. So, this is where I will be focusing. I welcome any and all debate or other means to living life to the fullest and avoiding an overabundance of frustration or sadness. Because, I have seen and experienced so much and at the end of the day, I wouldn’t trade one day with anyone else. Nor do I carry much regret. Come with me, keep the dialogue going and all of us can commit to living life to the fullest and with much success. See you tomorrow.