One year ago today I was coming back from sharing a wonderful meal with my one at the Sandals in Montego Bay when this view presented itself and I had to take a picture.
Just another amazing sunset in the Caribbean but what you don't see is the person behind the camera.
If you could have seen me that day you'd have seen a guy who was completely relaxed for the first time in what seemed like years, the stress from work was melting away, and I was actually noticing the wonderful sights around me.
That week was the best thing to happen to me and I'm glad I finally gave into C and let her book the trip as I think without it I'd have probably suffered a heart attack in the next few months.
Now some might think that sounds kind of melodramatic but prior to the trip my family doctor had warned me I either needed to do something to relax or face time off of work on med's so as to get my blood pressure under control.
The trip reminded me of what was important and how my job was just a means to an end and not the end itself, so when I lost it a month later I was able to handle it without any worries, just as I'll do this September when my contract runs out at my current gig. My health is so much better, my kids are happy, and I know there is someone out there who is looking for a perfectly imperfect guy like myself :)
What is funny is that today while eating lunch with my son he said to me that wasn't I on a beach last year at this time and I replied not only had I been on a beach but I'd been in a pool, under water scuba diving, drinking far too many good drinks, and smiling my head off. He smiled at me and asked if I missed her and I said every single day son every single damn day and smiled at him.
He asked me if I knew what she was up to and I said nothing other than she has moved on, is happy in her life, and found love once more. He looked sad and I said to cheer up as we all deserve to be happy and I'd been happy for my time with her in love and will be happy once again.
So please don't take any of my reminiscing as a sign of pain or loss but rather my celebration of life and the opportunity I had for happiness when I was strong enough to just be me and talk about things openly and without fear.
Life is meant to be lived and these pictures show times I was living and being happy....and I'm happy now for life is good so don't worry about me folks
Marcus
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