I am…

Poison and wine.

Bitter and sweet.

Strong and insensitive.

CORE centered and self controlling.

Damnit, sometimes I’m self centered and other controlling too.

Weak and worried.

Settled and secure.

Too much and too little.

Too easily pleased and too intense. Damn.

Husband, father, grandfather and a less than attentive son and brother.

Master builder and master at making a mess of it too.

Quick to act and stuck in a rut.

Lifelong learner and stubborn as a mule to change my mind.

Too tough and too tender. Damnit.

Empathetic and more emphatic.

Whole and filled with holes.

Flat out and flat on my back.

A lone and all one.

At ease and diseased.

Artist and entrepreneur.

German and Irish.

Small town and big time.

Humble and filled with pride.

I am a perfect mess, according to God. A hot mess, according to me. I am not easily understood or boxed in. I am your best friend and worst nightmare, maybe in the same practice. I am in need of forgiveness and stuck on dealing out justice. I am a giver but don’t you take too much, right. I am a work in process, friend to a few, and in need of Grace. I am not who you think I am. The more I learn, the less I know, even about me. What about you, friend. What are the names you call you? I am a house divided, still trying to make peace with my place. You?

Live hard. Love harder…