What has been the biggest disappointment in your life that turned out to be a blessing in disguise?
I’ve been pondering this today, interrupted by an interaction with someone from the past.
I was going to say the job that got me away from radio. I threw myself into it, and came away with bills that I’d be paying for years.
What can I say? Perhaps a part of me is a bit obsessive.
But I think writing about that does kind of fit the bill. I absolutely gave every ounce of energy I had to making that whole thing go. I wrote. I engineered. I traveled. I spent my own meager funds, and I ended up with a better job.
In that better job, I did the same thing.
Did either end up being a “blessing in disguise?” That’s tough to say, especially that better job. The first one gave me the opportunity to meet, and fall in love with, my wife. I have no idea where I’d be, or what I’d be doing had I not met her.
As I plod through this, I get distracted by things like, “why do I seem to be consistently mistyping ‘I”d,” instead of ‘I’d’?”
Maybe I should improve my retrospection.
There’s lots of people with whom I should be resentful, but I can’t bring myself to be.
Maybe that’s the “blessing in disguise” — that I am able to forgive? My dad used often bring up the JFK quote, “Forgive your enemies, but never forget their names.”
I could spend a lot of time focusing on how I’ve been wronged, and who did it, but I haven’t the energy.
I’m content with who I am. I may not be content with my lot in life, but I’m working on that.