John Tennent Writes

A beginning for my story? Let me know what you think! Michael Carrington stood along the bluffs, watching as the washes crashed on the shore over and over. He thought about the raw power displayed a hundred meters below him, the clear line between land and sea as the two forces collided time and again. This was his favorite spot ever since he was young. He always felt that here was purity in life; two clearly defined powers that continuously clashed, never ceasing their battle. He imagined the two powers as armies, and he knew that was what he wanted to do with his life. He wanted to test himself, to find out if he was made of stronger stuff than his opponents. He longed fopr the chance to test his mettle and to truly know himself.                 Tomorrow was the day he would be sent off to boot camp, sent off to become a man (at least that’s what they say.) He would learn to become a gear in the machine...

The little details of our lives fade away into the crashing waves of our experience. They are lost, stranded at sea and never to come back. But the things they leave behind, that is all we have left. The fingerprints these people leave behind on our lives shape us into who we are today. We are a patchwork, a collage of the things we've done, the things we've said, the things others have said. Do not despair and weep over what was; realize that what happened was always meant to happen. What happened has given you a new perspective on yourself and those around you. What happened is an experience that will enrich your life beyond measure, good or bad. Find the goodness in every moment, because every moment has the capacity to inspire. She may not be coming back to you, he may not want you anymore, but it’s up to you to keep moving forward, to forge ahead and make yourself who you want to be. It is YOUR life, so start living it that way.