Writings of my past (Part 1 of ???)
I am going to take another small departure today from writing about what’s going on now and share some things I have written in the past. During the packing for my move to Arizona I have come across a folder of my old “mementos” with snippets of writing I did many many many many years ago. As I read over some of it I realized that while the writing wasn’t always the best, the point I was trying to make I think is still worth sharing. I hope you enjoy these, I’ll post the ones I feel like (and keep some of them to myself for now). I may take some pictures of the original writings and add them to these posts later as well.
This was written on a napkin, while sitting in the dining room of Carl’s Jr. #724 in Cathedral City, California (where I was working as a shift supervisor at the time). The date on the napkin says 12/10/89 so it was shortly before Amanda was born (though at the time I obviously had no idea the impact she would make on my life since it was almost a year prior to her mother and I getting together). I had just turned 20 a few months before, and was still trying to figure out where my life was going (man were those simpler times!). Again, I’ll apologize for the writing (a bit), it’s not perfect, but considering where I was in life, I don’t think it was TOO bad. I am going to put them here, verbatim as I wrote them in the past with grammar errors and all.
There comes a time in every man’s life
When childhood dreams and adult realities
Are realized for what they are
And not for what they might have been
It is here the boy becomes a man
Here at the crossroads of life
Where new dreams are thought of
Dreams of an adult life, far wiser dreams
And whether those dreams become reality
Or fade into the nothingness where old dreams go
Depend upon ourselves
We control our own destinies
And whether those destinies are our dreams
Or our failures
Depends upon how we look at ourselves
As dreamers of a better life
Or failures of a bitter world
So dream all you want
And turn that dream into reality
For the more you believe in yourself
The more dreams become reality
At the bottom of the napkin are my initials – GWH and date 12/10/89
In a box I made in the bottom right corner was: Cat City Carl’s 724)
Gerg