Its My Birthday. Another Year.
When your life is really good or really bad birthday’s can be somewhat melancholy, right? A time of celebration and a time of reflection. This past weekend, I celebrated my 43 birthday. Yes, ladies and gents – I’m middle-aged and I’m having my crisis. No fast cars, or 25 year old bimbos for me, however. I’m just begging for more of the same wave I’m currently riding.
Life is pretty good these days, but it hasn’t always been this good. I savor each day. Less than 15 years ago I owned a bar in Baltimore City. At that time I was on top of the world. Business was great and the money was rolling in. I knew that I was destined to be an entrepreneur. Unfortunately, things didn’t work out with my partner – and I was forced to sell my 1/2 of the business. The sale sparked an almost 5 year turnaround marked with a seemingly endless death spiral of cascading debt, endless calls from bill collectors, horrible credit – and worst of all – depression and a complete lack of focus on my “next” destiny.
It really is amusing now, but I actually tried my hand at all of the following before becoming a full-time RE investor; mortgage loan officer, fine-wine sales, liquor store manager, desktop-support, server support, IT security – and finally RE investor. From a monetary standpoint, the jobs in IT were admittedly much better than the others, but I gotta be honest, I hated every one of those “in between” jobs.
Most who know me know that this was a VERY dark and depressing time in my life. Why do I tell you this? I tell you because I want you to know that its never too late to make a 180 degree shift in your life. If you hate the road your on, make a change! It may be a slow change, but if you never start, you’ll never finish.
At 43, and back on top of the world, I’m melancholy (at times) in knowing that so much of my early adulthood was spent in desperate search of something. And now that I’ve found all that I was searching for; my wife, my beautiful children and my dream-like “job” – I’m so sorry that it did not happen sooner.
I don’t wallow in melancholy, though.
So, Happy Birthday to me! Get out there and find what you love.