The
house was quiet in the way a room gets quiet right before something breaks. I
stood in the doorway with a half-packed bag, staring at the kitchen table where
twenty years of routine had suddenly turned into a lifetime of memories. I
didn’t know then that leaving would be the easiest part; it was everything that
came after—the rebuilding, the unlearning, and the slow process of meeting
myself for the first time—that would take the rest of my life.
Memory
is an unreliable storyteller, always rearranging the furniture of your past to make
the story fit the person you turned out to be. For a long time, I believed my
story began with the mistake that derailed everything. But looking back now, through
the soft focus of time and distance, I see that what I thought was an ending
was just the painful beginning, necessary cracking open of everything I had
been holding too tightly. The smell of smoke from an old wood heater takes me
back to the summer I turned ten—the year the world stopped feeling small and
started feeling dangerous. Up until that day, my life had been drawn in neat,
predictable lines. But by the time the leaves turned autumn brown, every
boundary I had trusted was gone, and I had to learn how to navigate a life that
had little meaning.
I
was somewhat a wild child in my younger years – payday and Saturday night was all
I seemed to live for! Drinking and swinging the ladies on the dance floor was
quite an adventure! A few drinks and I was totally uninhibited – I could have
been on The World’s Funniest Videos! Crazy never needs an introduction! I’m amazed
that I lived through it all! – In and out of relationships with no commitment
in my thoughts! (Nightmares) of a crazy man . . .
Now
in the quietness of my mind the world that once was will never be again! I just
laugh to myself and wonder how my world could have taken so many turns –It’s funny
how we can rationalize or make excuses for everything we do in life! In looking
back it all comes down to, what if I had zigged instead of zagged! But in truth
I participated in all the decisions I made (right or wrong) The one thing I
have learned in life is not to beat myself up for making mistakes –instead I
just try not to repeat them again! So, the time has come to take inventory! I
only have today – yesterday is gone forever! Now it’s time to count all my
blessings and to be thankful to God for allowing me to live this long. Amen!
Thomas
Theophilus© November 2, 2026

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