Middle Passages, Year Two

For those of you who don't know, Middle Passages began as a vehicle to help me recover from the shock of an unexpected corporate downsizing.  A year ago, I wrote this. Two years ago I wrote this.

Do you suppose they award points for longevity?

Seven hundred and twenty nine days later, here I am.  This “new” life has become, well, life. I’m still rifling through the pages, trying to guess what the next chapter will bring. It’s a more subdued anniversary then the last one. Success hasn't always been evident. Nonetheless, I still can’t wait to sit in front of the computer and let words drip out of my fingers.  I could have snowed the world with resumes two years ago.  No doubt I would have landed something, but at what cost?  The me you read here in these posts is the me I'm supposed to be; the one I should have been all along. Nothing can convince me otherwise.

Not only can I do this. I must do this.

It’s the only thing I know for sure.

Here's to Middle Passages on its second anniversary. I thank each and every one of you for reading.

Happy Friday to all.  Hope those affected are recovering from the storm that impacted so many.