No Time Like The Present

It’s an old cliche, but couldn’t be truer… especially for me.

It’s the fourth quarter of 2015, I have a newborn, a six year old and a beautiful wife of nearly six years. I have everything to live for and a burning urge to fight. Negative forces be gone and positive ones unite!

I’ve come a long way and can only imagine how far we have to go and I have my family to thank for that. The pact now is about being nice, which for me, was a little more difficult than I imagined.

I have an attitude. I’m aggressive by nature and am quick to speak my mind. Anyone that knows me, knows that. That said, I promised my wife I would work on being a nicer person. She explained to me that I owe it to myself and my family; because walking around with an attitude, ready to snap on the next person for stepping on my foot and not saying “excuse me,” is played at this stage.

Finding balance between that me and this new one, is something I’m still figuring out.

For instance, I had a hard time not reacting to the nurse that didn’t want to hold the thermometer in my mouth the other day. Before that, she asked me if I’d weighed myself recently – because she just wanted to jot the number down on my chart – because she was too lazy to walk across the hall to do her job. Then she asked me if I knew where the scale was so I could weigh myself, come back to her and report my findings??

No little girl who’s probably working her way through med school. I do not know where the scale is. You are going to have to walk me over there and record it in person.

The former me, of a month ago, would have said just that. The new me though, exhibited the patience of a ten year old turtle.

I’m trying baby girl. I promise I am!




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