faulker009

Whether I choose to believe it or not, there really has been a whole lot of good to come out of my unemployment. There’s... and of course.. and who could forget... Ok, but seriously folks. There is nothing more special or important than the opportunity I have had to spend the quality time with my family. I'm sure they are tired of me, but they realize I am fragile and they won't say it. Perhaps my most lasting memory of this most miserable episode will be this blog. It has connected me with so many wonderful people I have never met and re-connected me with so many lifelong friends I had lost contact with. When I started writing this blog, I really planned on keeping it to myself. I’m not sure if I was insecure about the quality of my writing or embarrassed of what my life had become, but after a couple of entries, I started changing my tune. Not only was I proud of the way I was writing, but I was really proud of what I was writing. To quote the great Canadian poet Brya...

Tonight we got the band back together. At least for a night. I have spent the last couple of days in my old stomping ground, the city where I went to high school and college. I made the return home to help an old colleague with a little project and tonight, three of my oldest friends and I got together for dinner and a trip down memory lane. Of course, it took about half a second to hop into the way back machine. These three amigos have been with me for pretty much all of my memorable moments from teenage life on, including marriage, parenthood, job and now unemployment. My friends have all enjoyed tremendous success in the working world, two in my field, well my former field, and one in a world I know nothing about. The stories we shared tonight ranged from professional to preposterous, but they all felt right. Whether it was about that crazy night in college – TWENTY FIVE YEARS AGO – or something that one of the guys is working on now, there was never a pause in the c...