The Man I Am
Every year on my birthday, I go through a bit of a rough moment. I was adopted 3 days after being left in the hospital by my birth mother. Essentially an orphan in the world, a baby with no human touch, no love, no hope. My birthday is always one that is reflective. This year I pondered about what kind of man I am.
After 27 years, I've come to a pretty good understanding of myself:
I'm a man of dedication to every relationship I hold, with friends new and old, with loves past, with people I want to remain linked to; a man who would travel any length, do anything to help out someone close to my heart. I'm a man of substance, and deep understanding of the world around me whether agreed upon by others or not. I'm a man with a personal moral backbone that guides me, and while my words might not always hold true, my actions do. I'm a man with a strong will, and an even stronger drive to absorb and make each day the most it can possibly be. I'm a man of talent internal as much as external of myself. I'm a man of emotion, who is always straight forward with how I feel, and never scared to show it to the world. I'm also a man of wounds, have been pained many times and each time do what it takes to pull myself back together, glue the pieces together again, and make the best out of what I have around me. I'm a man of gratitude and appreciation of the world and things around me. I'm a man of strength: physically, mentally, and spiritually. I'm a man who is loyal. I'm a man of service, helping where I can. I'm a man with a friendly heart, always looking for the lighter sides of life. I'm a man of a kind heart, which often times is hidden as a way to protect myself. I'm a man with a brave heart, and an adventurous spirit.
From the little baby 27 years ago whom was left to the rites of strangers, to where I lay this evening, it's been a long, bumpy, and difficult road. I stand proud tonight, knowing that I have no regrets and I've tried the best I possibly can each and every day. I've said it before, and I'll say it again... To find Mr. Right, you must first become him for yourself.
For the first time in years, I look in the mirror and see a man I am honored to know.... myself.
After 27 years, I've come to a pretty good understanding of myself:
I'm a man of dedication to every relationship I hold, with friends new and old, with loves past, with people I want to remain linked to; a man who would travel any length, do anything to help out someone close to my heart. I'm a man of substance, and deep understanding of the world around me whether agreed upon by others or not. I'm a man with a personal moral backbone that guides me, and while my words might not always hold true, my actions do. I'm a man with a strong will, and an even stronger drive to absorb and make each day the most it can possibly be. I'm a man of talent internal as much as external of myself. I'm a man of emotion, who is always straight forward with how I feel, and never scared to show it to the world. I'm also a man of wounds, have been pained many times and each time do what it takes to pull myself back together, glue the pieces together again, and make the best out of what I have around me. I'm a man of gratitude and appreciation of the world and things around me. I'm a man of strength: physically, mentally, and spiritually. I'm a man who is loyal. I'm a man of service, helping where I can. I'm a man with a friendly heart, always looking for the lighter sides of life. I'm a man of a kind heart, which often times is hidden as a way to protect myself. I'm a man with a brave heart, and an adventurous spirit.
From the little baby 27 years ago whom was left to the rites of strangers, to where I lay this evening, it's been a long, bumpy, and difficult road. I stand proud tonight, knowing that I have no regrets and I've tried the best I possibly can each and every day. I've said it before, and I'll say it again... To find Mr. Right, you must first become him for yourself.
For the first time in years, I look in the mirror and see a man I am honored to know.... myself.