Reality

               I sometimes find myself remembering my time as an MK as my real life. It's hard for me to live in the present because my past seems so real and full of color and experience. The day to day grind now can seem mundane in comparison. It's almost like I am holding my breath and waiting for life to begin again.

               That’s just it you see, my life after being grounded from being an MK isn't on hold, it's still moving. The here and now isn't the waiting room to the rest of my life, this is my life right here right now. I have to get myself out of this "waiting room" mind set and see what is going on around me. I have to see that while my past was fun and exciting; my memory may have made it a bit brighter than it really was. I also have to learn to see the "realness" in the now. I have a family who needs me. My Two children need love and guidance. And my wife needs my love and support. I need to see that while I have dreams of traveling again, I must accomplish things now, every day, to get there.

               As a former MK, as a person who has ADD, and as a person who writes, reality seems to slip through my fingers daily. I lose track of what needs doing now because I'm thinking too much of the future or, as is often the case, the past. I am a dreamer I suppose, and this is not at all bad (dreamers have the cool ideas after all). But I need to keep this dreaming under control. I need to make it useful to the reality of now and my family.

                Even as I write these words, I am supposed to be doing something else. I am trying, you see, to get these distractions out of my head. As reality beckons, I leave you with some words of wisdom from a nonexistent Chinese wise man. "Though the dreamers head may fly in the clouds, his family must help to hold his feet to the ground."