On this day 20 years ago I moved in with the wonderful woman who is now my wife.
On this day 15 years ago my marvelous mom died.
I think this day is an accurate representation of my life. What can I say?
From the outside it appears to me that many people have a different experience, that their lives are seemingly nothing but uninterrupted triumph and happiness. Of course I could be mistaken, but when I tell people about my experiences many of those people seem to be incredulous. I’m sorry, but someone who wrote a book that the Wall Street Journal called without a doubt the best book of its kind ever written should be able to find a fulfilling and interesting work situation fairly easily. Someone who is a pioneer of the application of analytics to professional sports should not have been tossed aside like an empty pizza box.
Yes, I am aware that Theodore Roosevelt’s mother and first wife died on the same day. Yes, I know both of Doug Flutie’s parents died on the same day and not from a single cause. I would probably be able to better accept life’s tragedies if I weren’t in what seems like almost a decade-long losing streak. I think one reason why I want a custom restomod C2 Corvette is I think it might change my luck although I really believe that luck is random.
#wayoverdue?
I unknowingly created a day like that for my wife. I asked her to marry me on the day that her mother had died 15 years earlier. She said it brought some happiness to that sad day.
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Thanks for telling that story. Be well.
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