At a Loss For Words

It seems to me that it would be easier to write after not having written in quite a few months, because you would have all sorts of comments saved up or experiences lived through or funny stories to tell. I am finding, however, that that is not necessarily the case. I've found that all weekend long I've wondered and even worried a little about what to write. I could update on what has gone on since my last blog post and the subsequent weeks since, but that would take too long and would most likely be boring for everyone concerned.

Suffice it to say that I finally got offered, and took, the health care administrator position I was waiting two years for, with Advanced Health Care. I love a lot of things I've studied and learned about in my life, so much so that my freshman year of college I had charted out the classes I would need to take to get four different majors and two minors. I wanted to study everything, but what I would like doing for my profession left me scratching my head as I learned more and more. Like someone once told me, I know a little about a lot of things, but I needed to make money and support a family by knowing a lot about a few things (my career/job/profession). Those of you who know me even a little know that my passion is people! It took me a few years and a few majors in college to realize that, but I finally learned that I wanted to do something in business because it is about people. I love helping people, I love meeting new people, I like making money, and I have a natural proclivity towards managing (which I have nurtured through various situations, church callings, and jobs in my life). Administrator of a skilled nursing transitional rehab facility is the perfect job because it blends all of those things together. As Nathan (my trainer and boss) says, "it's a people business."

As you can probably tell by now, I love my job, and previous posts have told/shown that I love my wife. Let me know tell you that I love the Denver metro area where we currently live. We have met some great people at church, the weather is nice (and not humid like Florida, so the "hot" days here aren't really that hot), and there is plenty of stuff to do. I grew up in the mountain west so it's nice to be back. I just hope Christina grows to love it as much as I do.

So what does all this lead up to? The fact that above all else I love the Lord and my heavenly Father. Why, you ask? Because everything fell together so nicely since the time of my accident to lead me to the place I currently am today. I wasn't always as patient as I should have been with the Lord's timing, but I look back over my life for the past few years and am I eternally grateful for the kindness, love, and tender, watchful care of the Lord. For everything I have in my life, the only thing I have to offer in return is a broken heart and a contrite spirit. I'm not amazingly righteous (as I need to be), nor am I particularly humble (though I joke all the time about being the most humble man you know), and I'm not even faithful enough to always keep the commandments (as I should be), but I most definitely as trying my hardest to be all those things.

And I'm most definitely really, really, really, really, ridiculously good looking!