the new dawn
the new dawn
This is something completely alien to me…talking about myself, my life.
You see I have never been a social diva. I have always preferred to skulk in the shadows rather than wallow in the limelight.
So why am I putting this out there for all and sundry to see I hear the voice asking. Well, I think my/our (I will embellish the “our” a bit later) story as it unfurls, will be of interest to people who have thought about, or even embarked on the same path that I will relay to you. In addition, I believe it will hold the interest of those people who enjoy a “real life soap drama”
Ultimately, I hope it will provide inspiration and hope for those of you who want a “life” and not just an existence.
Before I can get to the main course I need to offer you an aperitif. This being in the form of a brief history of my time on this planet and introducing those who are important to me and who have walked alongside me.
My name is Richard, born in 1961 with 3 older and one younger siblings. My Mother is the surviving parent currently aged 91. I am married to my beautiful partner in crime Vytaute (herein referred to as Vyta), we have a 6-year-old son Konstantinas (total loon) and an 11-year-old Jack Russel called Geoffrey. I have two older sons from a previous relationship, Daemon and Nathaniel who have both grown into fine young men that I am extremely proud of.
I left school in 1976 and into the exciting world of steeply rising inflation and unemployment. Career guidance in school was a joke basically comprising of remaining in school to get further qualifications, get an apprenticeship, join the armed forces or enter the Youth Opportunities Programme and be a “yoppie”. I chose rebellion, dropped out of exams and became what was known as a “punk rocker” back in those heady days of 1975/6.
Despite this I still managed to find employment and have worked ever since, the last 37 years as a Psychiatric Nurse and Private Healthcare manager. Over the past five years I have become more and more resentful of working in an over regulated and blame cultured industry and have tried to seek solace in other areas of my life such as photography and more recently running (something that I had not done since I was in school).
Whilst these diversions were effective in varying degrees I was still yearning for something else out of life, something was missing, purpose, direction and vitality. In recent times we have had some heart-searching discussions about where our lives were taking us.
One day and out of the blue Vyta asked that gut wrenching question “Can I ask you something?” of course I agreed, the question was asked, and the wheels started turning. Thankfully, Vytaute is not the pragmatic one in our relationship and the seed that she planted in my mind was one that I would have dismissed after over analysing and finding every possible reason not to entertain it. However, for some reason I believed that this could be the answer I was looking for. This has started to grow and blossom and is creating a vision of our future and at the same time helping me understand my life, the thoughts and feelings influencing it.
So here ends the entrée (UK and France). Boring but needed to provide context. My aim is to update this blog every week (Saturday/Sunday) bring the reader up to date and then enter a real time mode.
This is my first attempt at writing anything other than school essays and I am sure it shows. Please ask questions and offer constructive criticism.
Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men experience it. Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing.
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Thanks for joining me!
Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton
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Please note that my blog has now moved to https://lifechangeadventure.eu
The blog was James’ brainchild. It was September 10, 2011 and we were closing down our Charleston apartment to begin our second Round-the-World Trip. On the first RTW, communication was an issue, so he thought a blog would be a fun, efficient way to keep family and friends updated. Terri, on the other hand, wasn’t certain she wanted to live our lives that out loud, and needed some convincing.
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