The name of this blog is "Wherever You Go, There You Are." It's a Dad-ism. By this, I mean it's been a funny running joke between my dad and I for practically my whole life. That and "You. Are Here." But when I look at the meaning behind "Wherever You Go, There You Are," it pretty much seems to sum up my whole life so far. Wherever I went, there I was, in that moment, doing that thing...thinking that thought, feeling that emotion. And now, here I am...exactly where I am at. And wondering, for what seems like the millionth time, where am I going? And really, how in the hell am I supposed to get there if I don't know where "there" is?
It's frustrating, all this thinking. I never had thoughts like these when I was 17. "What a drag it is getting old..."
|My daughter, keeping me young|