Hard Life

      I am not much of a "blogger" but I have gotten good at creative writing so hopefully the two go hand in hand. With that, here goes the first one.
      I know most people believe they have a hard life and without walking a mile in their shoes I can't say that they don't. I know how hard my life has been though and thought I would just share some of the roads that God has put me on. I also know that I have a good life and wouldn't change any of my paths throughout life if I could.

       I guess it started in high school for the most part. I wasn't popular, I wasn't smart and I didn't do all that well in sports. I had a few friends but we weren't the "in" crowd, we weren't "jocks" but then too we weren't "nerds" either. We were just a few guys that hung out together. I didn't drink, much, but I did smoke and I think that hurt my friendship with some of the people in my class. We were a very small school though, my graduating class only had 26. Graduation meant a new adventure for me, I was ready to take life by the horns and wrestle it to the ground. The bad thing is life had other plans for me. 3 months after graduation, I was working in Sioux Falls, my high school girlfriend that had broken up with me a month before graduation drove up, got out of the car and told me she was pregnant. Talk about a shock, I was already dating and "in love" with a girl from Sioux Falls. My mind was racing a million miles a second, I had so many questions and not one answer. I did what pretty much most guys in that situation would have done and hid my head in the sand, told everyone what they wanted to hear and ran. I didn't marry my daughters mother which at the time my parents thought would be the right thing to do. Instead I ended up marrying the girl I was "in love" with. I didn't take the opportunity to be a father to my daughter which I do regret deeply, in fact I only saw her a couple of times before she graduated high school and went on to college. I am very proud of her and her accomplishments as she is contemplating going on to graduate school. Looking back I wish I had done more for her.
      Ok, married the girl I was "in love" with. We ended up having two boys, and after 10 years, well 11 if you count the year it took to get divorced, we ended our marriage. I will save that story for another blog.
      After the divorce I met my "soul mate" who after 4 years of dating I married. She had some medical problems, which were easy enough to deal with and still are for those wondering. We built our lives together as well as a home. We are living the "American Dream" so to speak, which is now facing a mountain of medical bills, a mortgage that will probably be foreclosed on, having a dog and 3 cats and never being able to talk to my boys.
      Life goes on one day at a time.