I’m grateful, are you?

So I’ve been thinking more about how to be positive in my daily life.  I’ve heard of different things but the one thing that seems to strike a cord is a gratitude journal.  Simply acknowledging the good things in your life in which you’re grateful. Simple enough, right?

What am I grateful for?

  1. I’m grateful for my cousin Scott, a wonderful friend.
  2. I’m grateful for Karen, a great boss.
  3. I’m grateful for my workout partner Rick, without whom I wouldn’t be going to the gym.
  4. I’m grateful for an empty BART (Bay Area Rapid Transit) car on the trip home.
  5. I’m grateful for my very good friend Susan who’s always there for me.

Today I ask my boss if she grew up in a home where she was encouraged as a child.  I don’t really remember that about my childhood.  I remember the majority of my childhood being humiliated and bullied.  It was hard growing up different in a small backwater area of central Ohio.  I think that was the first time that I really ever spoke about my childhood and what it was like unemotionally.  Normally it’s a conversation filled with sadness or anger.  It wasn’t until I went to college that I found my people you might say.

When I went to college at Otterbein University (College) it was the first time that I met other people like me.  Funny thing is some of you might be thinking I’m talking about gay people.  That’s not it at all.  This was the first time I met other people my age who sought to further themselves with education.  Men and women from small towns around Ohio who came to college to better themselves.

As a member of the marching band we arrived at Otterbein a week before school started for band camp.  My first day I walked into my room and there sat my roommate, a football player.  I was a little shocked but made the best of it.  His name was Mike and come to find out his sister was a violinist with the Dayton Jr Philharmonic.  So he was OK with the band geek thing.  To this day I still have friends from Otterbein that I met in the band program 20+ years ago.

In today’s discussion I was able to say and feel that I’ve really accomplished something in my life.  In terms of education I went to Otterbein University and graduated with a Bachelor’s degree in Music Education.  I went to Ohio State University for the better part of a year and did their Masters of Education program.  Last but not least I went to DeVry University and received a Bachelors of Science in Information Technology.  Which may I add I maintained a 4.0 GPA while working a full-time job.

Image That’s pretty freaking impressive for a kid who came from a family who doesn’t value education, grew up in a house where you could see the wind blow the curtains (the window was not open), where the blanket I slept with froze to the outside wall one winter, and a whole list of other stuff if I really thought about it.  Yes we lived in poverty and we were poor.  I never really thought about it though because my parents made the best of it.

So today I say I’m grateful that I’ve had enough ambition to move forward and do what some may call impossible in my life.  I’ve received education.  I’ve traveled domestically and internationally.  I’ve worked for major companies.  I started a company.  I’ve bought a home.  I’ve lived in New Orleans and San Francisco. I’ve made friends from so many countries I couldn’t even begin to count.  Man, that’s something!

Today I posted on Facebook the following message. “I stumble along through life. I haven’t really sought out as much as I dream of.”  Well my stumbling has allowed me to do far more than I’ve ever acknowledged.  In my stumbling I’ve met so many WONDERFUL people.  I’ve played tuba in places that are amazing and beautiful.  I’ve sang songs that have made people cry (not because it was painful).

“I stumble along through life. I haven’t really sought out as much as I dream of.”

For a kid from Knox County Ohio I’ve done pretty darn good!  That’s the truth, my truth!  I’ve come a long way baby and I’ve still got further to go!  So I’m grateful for somehow, someway finding my way to where I am today.

California Dreaming

So in a next week I’ll be moving to San Francisco.  I had planned on moving out in January but that was delayed by the ‘incident.’  You can read more about that on my blog.  I had every intention on moving so after finding out a little more about my medical problem I decided I can go ahead and move.

My friends from San Francisco are flying out to Ohio and they are going to ride out with me.  They were worried about me making the drive myself.  As you can tell from my last entry I drove about 1,000 miles to New Orleans.  The road trip should be fun.  I plan on heading south and going across the southern US.  The one stop that I would like to make is in Las Vegas.  I’ll have to see how that figures into the driving plans.

 

My Tuba
My Tuba

So one of the big things I did was get rid of virtually all my belongings.  I’m only taking what will fit in my car.  Lucky for me I have a Scion xB (toaster on wheels) so it has a lot of room in the back.  My tuba will take up approximately a third of that room.  Imagine if I had a Toyota Corolla! That wouldn’t me much after getting my tuba in the back seat.  As you can see from the picture to the left my horn isn’t exactly small.  Standing on end it’s about three foot tall.  Some people don’t understand musicians but it’s something that I love and I couldn’t imagine not being able to perform now.

 

So we’re on the count down.  I’ll be blogging during my trip across the US so check out my blog for more.

 

Just a Football Saturday in the Midwest

Ohio State Buckeyes athletic logo
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Just a Saturday you say?  Well I have been working on some stuff for my College Fraternity Alumni group and hanging out at home listening to music.  Of course if I was out and about today I would see that my neighborhood is over run with Ohio State University fans.  I’m not even sure who they play today but since I live so close to the university the streets are always crowded with fans.  It makes for great people watching but it can be frustrating as you can imagine.  Our street is overrun with people parking and walking to the game.  So you don’t dare move your car before the game till during the game so that you don’t lose your parking spot if you plan on coming back.

So I guess it’s just a normal Saturday here in my neighborhood.  That’s good seeing as there could be far worse things besides huge crowds of OSU fans.