I’m 40 today. It’s been a great half life. Pumped for the next half of my life and beyond!
I guess 40 is a vintage to do a bit of a self inventory. I tried to brush it off and go about my day, but it was hard not to reflect a bit on this...
Now I don’t have a laundry list of extraordinary academic or athletic achievements compared to many of you on AP, but here are the 2 things I’m most proud of...
1. Anabel and Hank
Can’t imagine not seeing their faces every day.
My most recent joy is watching Anabel teach French to Hank...
Annie stands on the couch and orates to Hank as he sits cross-legged on the floor. He raises his hand for permission to do things, and stands and belts O Canada... :)
Thanh and I will do anything for them...including working our asses off at our own relationship... which is as important as parenting itself.
My parents separated when I was 2. This means everything to me.
2. Managing my mental illness.
The last 20 years of my life has been a relentless joust with bipolar disorder, and I’m proud to say I’m winning... :)
I have the tools, the doctor, and an unbelievably supportive group of friends and family to grind through my lows, and safely/logically navigate my way through even the slightest of manic behaviour, to ensure I’m not a detriment to myself or others...especially my loved ones.
I’m not going to get into the nitty gritty of it all...but mental illness is real.
I’m humble enough (now) to recognize that I have to take extra care to manage my behaviour...and I will continue to work hard at it. There’s so much more at stake now as a husband and a father.
Lastly, I am so appreciative to those of you who have listened to me, supported me, and have gracefully respected who I am with respect to my mental illness. You know who you are. It’s a beautiful thing.
I could go on, but I’ll leave it at that...