It's been a while...

In a time of drastic change it is the learners who inherit the future. The learned usually find themselves equipped to live in a world that no longer exists.

-Eric Hoffer

I have long believed that the only state of order that can exist in our lives is disorder itself(entropy, holler). Change happens constantly--we all know this. So if this is the case, if I embrace this fact, why does serious change still nauseate me? It's not that I don't know how to adapt or don't want to. In fact, when my life has been too repetitive and constant for too long, I get annoyed and bored. You would think after 24 years of this, I'd be unfazed.  Familial chaos, loved ones perishing and countless other maladies fetter my life right now--I suppose things are only as bad as you let them be. 

It seems that I am still learning (to adapt). 

Until then, I may continue to be a bit absent. 

Dad.

I haven't always been a fan of my parents, or even close to them--I was quite the angsty teen. But I can definitely say that the older I get, the more I appreciate the way they raised me and the more I adore them to pieces. This doesn't mean we don't have our significant disagreements or extremely differing perspectives on life--but I can't say how grateful I am to have them both.

So here goes...
(In honor of Father's Day that passed yesterday)

Who is my Dad?

My Dad is my most beloved,

Yet my biggest enemy.

My Dad is the one who criticizes me the most,

Yet celebrates my every achievement harder than anybody else.

My Dad always believed I could be more,

Even when I was convinced I was nothing.

My Dad pushes me harder, believes I’m stronger,

And will NEVER take “I can’t” for an answer.

My Dad has always spoiled me rotten,

Yet always shown me that humility and being good to others should come first.

My Dad has always given until it hurts,

The needs of my brother and me always taking priority over his.

My Dad isn’t and was never perfect,

But always did and does the best he knows how to.

My Dad has shown me how a real man should act.

My Dad loves me the most.

My Dad BELIEVES in me.

Here’s to you Dad, I love you.