Is everything that happens in life a coincidence? I’ve been asking myself that question lately. After surviving an ATV accident five years ago, a number of doors that were previously closed suddenly opened. I reconnected with my dad and my brother after not having any contact with them for twenty seven years. Why have these doors opened?
The last time I saw my brother Rick and my dad was twenty seven years ago. Rick was married and had a son. I remember my brother changing his diaper. When I left his apartment that day, I knew I couldn’t continue seeing him or my dad. I am ashamed to say that my future life with my fiancé didn’t fit with their lifestyle. I was so discontent with the financial struggles I faced everyday that I felt I had to go for the gold. I told my fiancee’s parents that my dad was an attorney so that I would gain acceptance into his family. I was so afraid that Rick’s struggles would interfere with my happiness so I moved on. I lied, I stole, I cheated from myself. Was status and money the ultimate goal? I found out it’s not. There. I said it out loud. I wrote it on paper. Family should always come first, not second or never. My dad and my brother are the same loving and caring people they always were. They have no ill will toward me for the choice I made. Is it a coincidence that I have come full circle with my family?
I have spent all the years of my life running away from the past. Running away was not the answer. Facing the past and reckoning with the choices I made is the ultimate goal. The past has molded me into the person I am today. Is that a coincidence too? No. It’s coming full circle.