04/19/2026
Atypical post incoming.
I've been super busy lately. I'm still making jewelry but time to post is hard to come by. Still, saw a couple posts in the social media world that had me thinking about the road I had been on when I was young and just how I got to the place in life I'm at now.
The path less than ideal, but I've come to the mind that everything happens as it needs to. I came by a hard road, because I'm a hard person to change.
God put me between his hammer and anvil and beat all the self serving, materialistically ambitious, arrogant fool out of me and it took decades. When I thought I had lost everything, I proceeded to lose more. All my hopes and dreams evaporated as what was left of my 20's and all my 30's passed by.
Now, a stones throw away from 47, I sit in a freshly painted living room replacing bad baseboards in a house I just bought. My hopes and dreams have been given back to me; not the old ones, but better ones and despite spending my young adult years in perpetual struggle to the point of hopelessness, and now on the backside of my forties, I am more alive and excited than I was 10 or 15 years ago.
This whole thing still feels very surreal to me. For someone who had expectations of grandeur in their youth, to find themselves in a place where a "normal life" seemed unattainable, to then very literally be in this spot in life, a business that is moving and homeownership, in three years after losing their job on going out on their own...all I can I say is that I could not manage this kind of transition from my own will. Christ deserves all the credit for turning me into any semblance of a compitent human being. I did not make it easy for Him.
(And much love, adoration, and respect to my wife for abiding by me while God was sorting me out and me not handling it well. I'll never be able to repay you.)