I may not win every battle. I may not always be the strongest soldier. That's okay. What matters? Being present in the moment. Demonstrating a willingness to step foot into the arena.
Teddy Roosevelt once said, "The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds."
Those who know neither victory nor defeat have chosen to stand on the sidelines.
I am a married 31-year old man. The youngest of four children. My youngest sibling is still thirteen years my senior. I was blessed to have a wonderful mom who instilled in me the core beliefs that enable me to stand unflinching when the wind gusts the strongest.
I love animals. We have two dogs and two cats. I read as much as possible from a sweeping array of genres. I love films. I gravitate to the written word in novels and films because I love the power of words and story.
I have had the benefit of life experience. I have been blessed to be a willing learner. I love knowledge and have varied interests. I have taken a circuitous route to this point--filled with life lessons. I graduated with an undergraduate degree in Journalism. I spent five years as a middle school teacher. I have tried to always see things from varied perspectives.
In short, I continue to strive foward, in the arena, as I live a life with meaning and purpose.