Day 20: The End of the Road.
Hello, you're gorgeous.
And so, it ends. And i'm still here.
So what do I leave with?
Perspective. Although I am still unsure about where tomorrow will take me, I feel confident that I can deal with whatever is thrown at me.
I'm done. For now. Next week, i'll go to Florida and give my wife and son their promised vacation. It'll be good to get away for a while.
I've produced what i've produced, and I am fairly proud of it. Maybe now my mind can slow down and I can collect my thoughts and develop a plan to keep moving forward.
I told everyone on day one to put aside their expectations. And even my expectations were exceeded.
My sole surviving tile came out of the kiln today and it looks phenomenal.
We had three miscarriages before we had Jacob. Three tiles exploded into dust and shards.
But one remains.
Also, it is kind of fitting that my son refuses to be boxed in to anyone's definitions and the other three sides of my "box" about him exploded. And the third has a rounded corner. So very fitting.
I don't express my feelings much, but I am emotionally overwhelmed by what i've seen. These people are phenomenal teachers and individuals. And I hope, friends.
So....
Life is a cabaret, old chum.
Aufwiedershen!
À bientôt!
Good night!
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