Look at this guy. Not a care in the world. In control of his destiny. Loving life, screaming his lungs out, and just wanting to make a lasting impact on the world.

Growing older means coming to the realization that most of your hopes and dreams were never going to happen, but that where you are now is where you are meant to be. I don’t mean that in a bad way. If I had control of my life, in a way that I could make all of my dreams come true, I would have probably ruined my life chasing a good time, and a fleeting moment.

Even at my age now, I do still want to make a lasting impact on the world. I think the difference now is that I don’t care if anybody knows my name. I just want to do good, for people. I want to see people succeed. I want to see my wife’s art community expand. I want to see my family reach their goals. I want to see my kiddos at work live long productive lives. I wish I could make all that happen, but it’s out of my control.

Sometimes, the easiest thing to do is give up control, sometimes it’s the hardest thing to do. For me, giving up control meant trusting that God’s plan for my life was better than my own. I feel like I am gradually getting to where I want to be.

While I can’t make my wife’s art community expand, make my family reach their goals, or make my kiddos at work live long productive lives. I can help. I can be there, and support. I can love people through their situations. I can be present.

I can’t save you
Control is something out of mine
No, I can’t save you
Control is something out of my control

No, I can’t save you but I will love you

“Of Want And Misery” by A Cities Burn