my first crush was debbie. kindergarten.
it's strange to look back at how daring and confident i was in youth. skiing beyond your capacity. dropping out of college to pursue a dream. packing up all you had in your 1982 ford escort. im not sure what i'd tell myself if i could advise me then. he brought me here. which is a place where i can do much good. for that i'd thank him. and so would the ones we helped.
but. there are sacrifices. and when you single mindedly pursue them, you miss other things in life. and now that im technically middle-aged, i regret my decision for a lack of balance.
make family, and making a family important. there's no perfect person. just the one who cares for you. and forgive the faults that you could make.
and i share this wish for your, that you'll learn from my mistake