Prompt 101: You get three do-overs what would they be?

I tend to be a very reflective person that is often full of regret. 
Having gone through a vicious divorce I could say I regret the relationship. What I truly wish I could do over wa how the relationship evolved.
I’ve frequently discussed my dream of getting married, having children and raising a family together. All those dreams were realized. 

What we didn’t no how to do was co-exist in a relationship. Having a do-over and truly lending what made each other happy to thrive in our marriage is something I think about almost everyday. Our children have spent a good portion of their lives going through hell. 

Both families were far too involved in our marriage. I begged her to move to another state. It would preferably been Florida or Arizona. We had family and friends in each state. My do-over would be to go some place to live and focus on the family we created.

It never seemed to be about that though. She said she couldn’t do that to her sister, mother and friends. Like in that order. Sadly it felt like being married to dozens of people and lot just one. I would have done more to make her happy an try and put her first. Hopefully that would have made our relationship better. 

My second do over would be when I volunteered at the World Cup soccer in 1994. I was fortunate enough to volunteer on the field for the opening ceremonies and first game. 

I worked in the office for two months prior to everything opening up. I was asked to be the volunteer coordinator. I was nervous I’d screw up and never get another chance at something like that. 

In reality the opposite happened. It was a once in a lifetime opportunity succeed or fail. Had I done well my entire career and subsequently my life might have gone in another direction. 

As it was I had a great experience, but nothing that led to anything that gave me opportunities I hoped to get as a result of volunteering. 

My final do-over would be when I got in some trouble over a quarrel with a utility worker. I said something I regret did something I should not have done that will impact me the rest of my life. 

It did not involve any physical harm but it is not something I am proud of. I feel very misinderood over what happens and wish I could change my actions. It’s something that will always follow me and not something I can presently change. 

Prompt 10A: The First Time you Realized that Adults Were not Always Truthful

When I first began writing posts from the 642 Things About me Book I did so by hand in a composition book. Here is one of my original posts that I did not just copy into the blog. The First time I Can remember that adults were not totally truthful…

When I first began writing posts from the 642 Things About me Book I did so by hand in a composition book. Here is one of my original posts that I did not just copy into the blog. The First time I Can remember that adults were not totally truthful…

Was my sophomore year in high school. My dad’s friend took me to a baseball game and told me he would take me to the all-star game later that summer. He had great seats about two rows behind the home team dugout.

When I inquired about it, he went back on his word. I was incredibly disappointed. It was a historic game. I learned to try and not always take everyone at their word.

 

Prompt 69: When was the last time you were wrong?

This might be the easiest question yet. Since this is March, many if not most of us are wrong a lot.

This might be the easiest question yet. Since this is March, many if not most of us are wrong a lot.

Picking brackets in the NCAA Tournament in March had become one of the greatest american past times. Sixty-seven games in 21 days played by 68 teams. Picking the winners of the NCAA Tournament can often proven difficult. It’s fun yet, stressful.

If you went to a school that has a team in the Tournament its often even more stressful. Your school is a favorite? Do you pick them knowing they will play the favorite from State University in the first few rounds?

The adage in gambling is to pick with your heart not your head. It’s virtually impossible to pick every game right. Forty million Americans fill out a total of 70 million brackets and everyone will be wrong multiple times.

My most recent time being wrong was tonight when Kentucky defeated UCLA. The other teams I had winning the games tonight didn’t even play. The challenge of just figuring it out and the years of doing well make it all worth it. The best reality show at most times of the the year are still sports.

Every time we watch a game we are likely to make predictions and second guess our favorite team, coach and players. Each time we watch we are likely to be wrong.

Prompt 58: Who was Your First Teacher that Wasn’t a Teacher

Almost everyone should answer this question being a parent or someone else close to them in the home. 

A parent, an older siblings, a nanny a caretaker, that’s who should be someone’s first teacher. In my case it was my parents and the housekeeper we grew up with.

My mom was always the one that took the most interest in our education. She helped us with homework, was our advocate with our teachers and made sure to educate us on things far beyond academic persuits.  

My mother came from a very academic family. She and my grandfather both loved to read. My grandfather was very into the stock market and my mom has an interest in politics and good murder mysteries.

On days off from school we were always doing things to make us better people and to learn. We went to museums, visited working farms and she would help me a lot through my difficulties with school. 

The one I remember getting the most help on was the odyssey. I had a ton of trouble understanding that book. I’ve never been a big reader of books and have difficult understanding longer form writing. I had a greater passion for current events, reading the newspaper and magazine articles. 

My father’s passion and knowledge was and is sports. He’s a big sports fan, a great athlete and has competed in sports at a high level. 

He took me to every imagineable sporting event except hockey. He’s doesn’t like hockey. I learned about hockey on my own. 

My parents housekeeper is a part of our family. She is the one that taught me how to be domestic. Doing laundry, taking care of children and learning how to cook all came from watching and talking to her and by asking questions. 

It might take a village, but it should almost always start in the home. 

Prompt 34: Have you Ever Rekindled a Friendship or Personal Relationship? Why and How?

Through social media I have reconnected with too many old friends to count. Some virtually, some by phone, others in person.

Through social media I have reconnected with too many old friends to count. Some virtually, some by phone, others in person. 

Having support and being accepted are things I have struggled with my whole life. Reaching out through social media. Being part of a social group and have a sense of belonging has been an important part of reconnecting with old friends.

Some of the friends lend me and ear and always listen, some are social friends I go out with and others are for activities like hiking.

Rekindling these old friendships have meant everything to me over the last few years. Going through a divorce and losing custody meant I lost having the best friends on everyday basis we should all have, our spouse and kids.

Reconnecting with old friends from high school and college, former co-workers and just people in general from my past life have given me a connection while having to live alone for nearly the last two years for the first time in over ten  years.

The rekindling of the old friendships have meant more in the past two years than any words can describe.

Prompt 27: That time you tried to do a job well, even though you thought it was stupid.

Writing for one of the largest entertainment websites I was asked to write about ball girls at a sporting event.

Many sports fans view ball girls as an accessory to the action. I was excited to be accepted as a writer on their website and was hoping it would lead to bigger assignments.

At that time I had already written some in depth pieces for them. This piece was pure fluff designed to get click and nothing else. It was nearly 100 percent about the pictures and any words I added were slightly to complement the pictures of the women.

The piece seemed completely stupid. I did do as well of a job as I could. It was a smash hit. I think the post receive over 100,000 views. To this day, it’s still probably the most I’ve ever received for anything I’ve ever written.