Safe zone out!
Ralph and Kathy,
On a usually cold October night, I was able to, with therapeutic recommendations, have a little one-on-one time with my son. Amongst 30-foot Lego droid and 2 million piece helicopter at the Mall of America I sat there sucking down a shake, while he ate a burger. Something rare that he gets to enjoy. Needless to say it was a bit awkward at first considering we never really get to sit down and talk to each other just me and him. It was fun just listening. Of course an eight year old dialogue consists of Rapid subject switching, observations, then back on tracks. But I really enjoyed it. We discussed items such as things that make me uncomfortable, to what he wants to do when he grows up. Sometimes kids just need someone to just listen to what they have to say. One moment of highlight was the conclusion man he can definitely speak to me when he feels he needs to do whenever he would need to.
I'm learning through talking. That's something new for me. Not necessarily a newly acquired skill, but a force skill in order to make money.
Can I safely say that I'm seeing results from hard work in progress? Am I seeing some success in this new Venture of talking? It seems every session I go to, the doctor basically lets me know that we have to categorize everything. And that there is so much torque on, the road ahead is so long, I have a long way to go. There's nothing wrong with acknowledging your path is going to be tumultuous. It's like popping in a mental GPS from here to Montreal. 21 hours? Holy shit!
Categorizing
There's all these words that people use to describe putting things in boxes. I'm learning mentally that's also an exercise I must do.
The ambiguity of the future. The reconciliation of the past. I guess that would be the headline of this chapter of my life.
Friends
Speaking of reconciliation, friendships are a tough nut to crack. Especially with my old friend Matt. Like some thick butter it's slowly turning. But it will never be the same consistency that brought us 30 years of friendship. Thank God for Mark. What an amazing person and a great heart. That goes to show you character means everything. I owe him so much. And of course Alex. No he's going through his own hell he helps me out and I'll never forget that. He's healthy friendships cast me further along a healthy line. I feel proud knowing them. No one we all have our struggles, but these people don't judge things they cannot see. I do not ask for advice from people who in their own right have so much to work on. That's the beauty of healthy friendships.
I'm feeling ambitious today