Who Am I
An easy goal is a worthless one, for it is not
the goal but the struggle to attain it that builds character. It is not
the great acts of kindness as much as the little everyday ones that make
up our lives. Like ripples on a pond, our existence affects others all
around us. We should strive to be an uplifting influence on others, and
thereby ourselves.
Blessed is he who dreams dreams and is willing
to pay the price to see them come true. For the prison wherein we must
abide is the restrictions we place upon ourselves. It can be as small as
ourselves or as great as the Universe. Each person is master of their own
destiny.
Honour is that which encompasses all that
is good in Mankind. Each act of honesty, kindness, charity or compassion
is honour. Family and home, these are the things worth fighting for, worth
sacrificing for, worth dying for. There is no shame in feeling fear, for
true courage is not the absence of fear, but the willingness to procede
in spite of it. Nor is nobility a birthright, but is defined by ones' actions.
We must strive to be honest, gentle, generous, brave, wise and possessing
all these qualities, exercise them in the most graceful, outward manner.
Survival at any price is no more than abject
submission. Personal fate means little when compared to the legacy passed
on to our children. We must never shrink from commitment to honour and
devotion to home and family.
Though I fall far short of these goals, the
quest for them is who I am.
For my wife:
Who am I? I am a simple man who has grown to
treasure the times he gets to spend with his family. I get to spend so
little time with them every moment is precious to me. I am a husband whose
wife is his strength and the foundation of his life. She is the partner
who is essential to his being. I have a son, my pride and joy. He has grown
up to be a fine young man now and I have been able to spend such little
time with him. To provide for my family a few of those things a man feels
necessary for his family, it has cost me dearly in the time spent with
them. We have tried to make the best of the hand the Fates have dealt us.
My life away from my family has taken me many places across this land
and I have found that no matter where I go it is not until I set foot upon
this sacred soil that I feel the warmth, the ease of coming home. A wave
of peace breaks over me lifting from me all the burdens I had once borne
as important. To simply be with my family fills me to overflowing with
pleasant stillness, with peace. No matter how filled with "must do" things
my time at home may be, that joy fills every fiber of my being.
So, who am I? I am just an ordinary man doing what he must to provide
the best he can for those he loves.