Its quite odd to think: I can look at my life, look at who I’ve become - grown up to be and quite often wonder how I ended up here, the way I am, the way I look. Its actually amazing.
I remember being the most introverted, geeky little fat kid. I had no idea of my place, who I was or what the hell was going on most of the time. I hid in my room, read books and played Nintendo.
Then, from my late teenage years on wards, my life became a crazy, stranger than fiction roller-coaster. If I sat you down and told you everything about the last 20 years of my life, from my mid teens to today, you’d most probably call me a liar.
I’d take every experience, good and bad (and believe me, there’s been some really, REALLY bad) and do it all again. Because its got me to where I am now. I’m with a woman who truly loves me for who I am, and who I’m going to be. Some friends that I know I’ll have for the rest of my life, even if I don’t see them every day, or week. Sometimes years apart. The greatest family I could hope for, and one day one of my own.
To the scared, lonely kid I was, two decades ago, I’d give one piece of advice: “Hang in there, buddy. It gets a whole lot better, and its going to be a wild ride getting there!”.
My everyday life, is the most extraordinary thing. I love it.