What Are The Two Most Important Parts Of Your Life That You Should Live For?

There is only so much of our lives we can have. Sometimes it’s hard to figure out where to cut out of the big picture for a few more years.

I wish I could have stayed in Maryland. Instead, I spent my last year in the South. In order to get there, it helped if I took the time to remember who I was. I had one year on the job so it would’ve been nice to go to someplace where I felt like I belonged. But I also took the time to remember that I was the most important person in my life. There was so much more I could do right now, but if I just kept focusing every minute of every day on the present, the future will find a way.

The most important part of my life for me is my kids.  My kids are the best thing to happen to me.  It’s not that I didn’t have a lot of money when I started my writing career. It was just that there wasn’t a lot of it. I was working a full-time job to make money. I didn’t have any time for anything else. It’s not that I didn’t have a lot of great friends, or a lot of great family. The truth of the matter is this: my family was a big part of my life and my career.  When I had time for them, I had time for the rest of the world. This wasn’t just a business trip with work coming in and out. It was a family trip.

There were some moments where I was tempted to quit because life was too far gone. There were times I wanted to do something with myself, something like go get my driver’s license, go back and visit relatives from the South. But the truth is, I don’t regret leaving Maryland any more than I’d regret not going there.  Because we don’t know where the next two years are going to bring us. Just like I don’t regret quitting The Washington Post. At least I have the memories. The experiences. The feelings of satisfaction. The hope. The inspiration. I have more time to go in my life now and not worry about the future. And I will continue to grow and create.  

You can pick it up on Amazon here. I also wrote a few novels. I also did a fair amount of freelance writing over the last few years.  I am currently unemployed. I have no money! I cannot afford to buy food. I haven’t been to the grocery store since July of 2000! There is no way out. I am stuck in a place that I used to love. A place that I should have never been, because what was once my life could never be mine anymore.  

Read what I wrote in the first paragraph of this blog here: http://blog.michaelmorrison.