Living in the domain of other people is something you get familiar with in college. It’s a unique experience for most; those of you who went to boarding schools or those fancy East Coast prep schools were rocking the roommates even earlier. Maybe boarding schools and prep schools are the same thing, actually…honestly I’m just a Midwest guy who played soccer and passed Calculus.
Whenever I sit and contemplate what it means to relocate I keep coming back to the idea that it’s impossible to know what it’s like until you do it. Relocating your life is going to be a very different experience depending on the point in your life in which you do it. Sure, if you moved last year and you’re moving again this year, there may be some continuity between the experiences.
Good evening everyone! First of all I’d like to thank the couple’s families for a wonderful weekend, and the beautiful evening we have ahead of us tonight. For everyone to have spent the time and money to spend today in celebration of Mike (Murph) and Ashlee’s (Ash) relationship, I know the two of them are deeply appreciative. Murph’s been crying all week about it. Seriously though, each and everyone in this room has a place in their love and life.
Out in the real-world, you’re twenty-three and time is turning on itself and your threshold for uncertainty finds its high point. You wonder about tomorrow, and five…ten years…you’re as likely to be living on another planet as you are to be gainfully employed, for all you know.
Jokes aside, things are just not as they were, and as lives tend to do, I’m in one of the less boring, more unpredictable, definitely more strenuous periods of my professional life. Since I never have, and never will, be someone who leaves his professional endeavors in a tight little nine-to-five box, the state of my professional life directly affects everything else.
I guess that’s why I can’t answer the question, “What can’t you live without?” without making an attempt to determine what makes me different than other people, which may be complete hogwash…but I think it’s also part of the answer.
This was a conversation we’d been having since we’d met, but like all our conversations at the beginning of our relationship this one had never had legs. It hadn’t had time for legs; we were sneaking around and we were pressed for time and we were aggressively trying to get to know one another because our minds were madly in love but our lives and our hearts were still learning the language.
The mountains and the lake and the cabin life was really great; I forget every year how relaxing a world can be without technology moving it along at it’s hefty clip. We have a family golf tournament early in the week on one of the world’s most beat up golf courses on earth and the golf carts are probably the most advanced technology in the whole town. I think the local library just operates on your word that you’ll return their books.