Sunday, 15 June 2008

How did I get here?

by J in JaM
Let me look at my past yet again. At 66 years old, my past has a bit of content. The road that leads to today has so many branches and intersections that it could never be repeated. Each trip down that road would end in a different universe. So many decisions were made, and not made, that have resulted in who I am and where I live. I feel like spectator at my life, who is that person that looks back from the few mirrors that I have?

I am very happy here, content with the things that I do, still in love with M and looking forward to what the future holds but it sure wasn't planned.

When I was ten, I didn't think about the future at all, I just hunted squirrels and explored the nearby swamps in Louisiana. Latter in high school I became interested in science because of a great teacher. At the University of California I discovered that I wasn't the smartest guy in the world but that was more than compensated for by being in the center of 60's revolution.

I fell in love, got married, had three wonderful children and started a company. Later I got involved in Movies and Hollywood and got divorced. Received several awards for my works and became dissatisfied with my lonely single life. Fell in love again, married M, sold everything, emigrated to Australia. We have lived here in the remote Australian bush for 20 years now. Our children visit from time to time and we are always happy to have them.

My life could have derailed and crashed many times but it didn't. It's wonderful to just be alive, in love and wondering what tomorrow holds.

photo by M in JaM

1 comment:

ColorJoy LynnH said...

I'm only 49 but also wonder often how I got to this place. I did not grow up this way, neither did my parents. They hoped I'd be a teacher or a journalist, I hoped I'd be a singer in New York.

I do teach but not in a school. I do write but it's a blog, not a newspaper. I sing but only twice in New York and not as I had imagined.
(Better, really... not alone and more intimate, with a warm crowd full of folks I knew.)
The part that amazes me, though, is how happy I am. Childhood was a challenge and early adulthood was grievous.

Most of my 30's were spent single and finding out who I was (mostly happier than before). I put a LOT of miles on my little car trying to find myself.

And then I married Brian when I was 38. Lucky, lucky me. We've been married 11-1/2 years and it's better every day. Teaching knitting almost full time, singing part time, being with Brian in a city home 30-some blocks from the capitol building of Michigan. It's really great.

So glad it worked out for you. I dream of living in another country. Once planned a move to Mexico but Brian is just not a language guy (unless it's computer programming). But maybe we could do a few months in an English-speaking place sometime and get that dream off the shelf!

Thanks for sharing your life, I enjoy reading you folks' blog very much.

LynnH in Lansing, Michigan, USA