I was zoning out on TV yesterday and heard, I think a celebrity, say something very insightful (imagine that) about their life at that point in time. She said, “the good thing about being in your 30’s is that you know what you love and whom you love so it’s no where near as hard as the previous 30 years of your life.”
Its a very good point. I struggled with my identity, as all children do, until I thought I discovered who I was (ah, right) around my Junior or Senior year of high school. I progressed on that path through the tutiledge of many great people, some of which know they influenced me and some of them that don’t until my mid 20’s. I was content and happy with my life goals except for one goal which I had never tried to tackle. I felt like I was lacking a few things that I never had and one goal that so many other people had obtained. Get A Real Job so I can have; Money. White Collar job. Nice Car. Expensive Suits. Expensive Watches. Dry Cleaning. Weekends off. Holidays off.
So, i jumped into the job market of San Diego and started my quest to be a rich business man with an Armani Suit, Ferragamo Shoes, a Brietling Bently Watch, Zegna ties, VIP Tables with Bottle Service and a top of the line BMW to get me there. Hence, getting swept downstream with the masses, the sheep that make this world go around and essentially loosing my identity all over again (not that I ever had it in High School, but I was lost again).
It took me 6 years to figure out what makes me tick, find myself again and prioritize the important elements of my life…But now I’ve go my eyes on the prize.
This is a bit of a rant so I will summarize;
I was once lost in the “American Way”, but now I am Found…on the right path again with the right person. We are pictured above(maybe I am not completely on the right path…I am growing a mustache ha!) on our way to Summers grandma’s house in Poway California for a Christmas Eve Dinner and some exchanging of gifts.