Preface

Let's start this journey. 

I must disclose some things. I am not a writer. My english is as about as good as a 3rd grader from 1867. Not even sure there was 3rd grade back then. My writing skills are neanderthal at best and I never got a high grade in English class unless my girlfriends mom at the time typed my thoughts for me. Yes. I am older, we used typewriters for paper back then. 

Why? Why am I doing a blog? Easy. I'm using this as an outlet. This is a place where I can share my story. Get it out. Transparency of all the secrets I withhold within myself, not about others but about myself. Yes... it may contain other characters because many of the things I have done have not been done alone. But, I am going to be honest, truthful, down right honest. 

I start this journey with a very thankful heart. I have had so many people in my life that have blessed me and you will meet them in this blog along the way. Most importantly God and Jesus. If it had not been without them I would not be here today. I don't mean it lightly. There has been times in my life where God has stepped in and intervened at the utmost important times in my life. Albeit many of them is because I was about to majorly screw myself up. God has managed to insert himself in so many ways. Through my blog post I will share just how He did that. 

Why? Because my Mom and Dad raised me to tell the truth. Always. Frankly it just burdens the hell out of me to carry the things I haven't told people that matter to me, shaped me, made me who I am and why I make decisions I make.

Why? While I am NOT a writer. For some reason when I write things down is a way for me to process what I'm thinking and feeling. I deal with it differently after I write it out. Maybe it's because I had to process all the angles of what I experienced in order to write it out which brings more clarity to it all. This is my therapy. 

So. What may you experience in your reading this blog. A lot of things, many of which I am not proud of but also many things that I am. If I had to give Google some tags to go off of: God, Poor, Middle Class, BMX, Death, Parents Fighting, Financial Hardships, Blood, Injuries, Brother Hood, Racism, Molestation, Being Detained, Driving Without a License, Goat, Divorce, Friends, Relationships, Single in my 40s, Career, Raising a Daughter, Alcoholism, Murder, Survival, Suicide, Family Business, Adultery, Guilt, Happiness, Despair, Being a Man in the 2000's. Riveting huh? Maybe.

Lastly, I dedicate my blog to Walter, Charles, Stanley, Ava, Stan, and my daughter.