Its Been a While

Sorry for the brief hiatus. I was busy being depressed from graduation.

Speaking of which, we made it. Pat yourselves on the back 2014. It is a miracle 47 Thompson is still standing and for that, we applaud. Leaving that house was one of the hardest things I have ever had to do. But, living there was a blessing. So here is to us.

Anyways, I am about 3 weeks removed from graduation. My Mom and I just got back from Los Angeles. I got reunited with my best friends from back home. Joe is doing his thing with accounting. Jake is going to law school. Mendills is doing his business thing. Ruys has her grad school thing all set. And Cip is just being Cip. So where does this leave Spo?

Excellent question thanks for asking.

Truth be told…I have no clue what I want to do. I mean I have zero idea, not even an inclination. When people ask me what I want to do I’ll sometimes respond that I want to go to law school. But I probably do not want to do that. I would be a good lawyer but its not for me and I know that. When you have two parents who were lawyers and one was a judge, people tend to think that you will go into law. But one got laid off for being part time because she had to take care of her family and the other one was so stressed out that it probably contributed to his heart attack. So there’s that.

Truth be told…I have no clue what I want to do. I mean I have zero idea, not even an inclination. When people ask me what I want to do I’ll sometimes respond that I want to be a teacher. I maybe want to do that. I love learning, I love academia and I love helping others. So what’s not to like? Well high school teachers do not make all that much money. And your boy is looking to have a big family (wassup ladies!) Seriously though, salary and standard of living is something that is considered when choosing a career path. Plus, high school kids have no desire to learn. And if I am a history teacher, which I would want to be, then absolutely no one will have a desire to learn in my class. So there’s that.

Truth be told…I have no clue what I want to do. I mean I have zero idea, not even an inclination. When people ask me what I want to do I’ll sometimes respond that I want to be a college professor. I sort of want to do that. I could teach people that actually want to learn what I teach. College professors make decent money and they get to have intellectual conversations with bright, young minds. Plus, their hours are not as strict and they have more academic freedom to speak bluntly about their opinions and beliefs. What’s not to like? Well I am not sure I have to academic drive to become a professor. Do not get me wrong, I believe I am smart enough. But I question my passion for history. My professors were always buried in books, papers and conferences. Sure, I like to read yet, I like to be active as well. I do not want to succumb my life to the drudgery of academic when there is an entire world I want to participate in. So there’s that.

Truth be told…I have no clue what I want to do. I mean I have zero idea, not even an inclination. My Mom has asked me what I wanted to do several times, where does m heart lay. Here are some of my honest responses:

– Lumberjack                             

– Sports Journalist

– Deli owner

– Actor

– Author

– Painter (like house painter, not the cool Da Vinci type)

– Soccer Coach

Where’s the lesson Espy?

Glad you asked. There is always something to learn. I have no idea what I want to do with my life. But that’s alright. I’ve spent too many frustrated nights wondering how everything is going to work out. That my friends, is the stupidest thing that anyone can do. Never worry about something you have no control over. My Dad majored in Public Works, his first job out of school was at a construction company, and he ended up becoming a judge. My mom went to law school, was a prosecutor, and ended up becoming a college professor at SCSU, which she loves. So go figure. What we plan will probably not work the way we want it to. And that’s OK. So don’t fret.

But wait Spo, you are so smart, you always have your stuff together, you’re in great shape, girls love you and you are overall an awesome person. Oh an you’re hilarious and have a knack for witty banter and can dunk a basketball. If you don’t have any idea what you want to do with your future, then what will I do?

Another great question.

My response: I have an interview with Allstate tomorrow. My major (History) has nothing to do with this job. But I am going to try my hardest to get it. Why?

Because our paths are already set for us, now all we have to do is walk it. Be confident, know anything can be temporary if we so choose, and try your hardest at each stop along the way.

If we do that, then we will get to where we want to be before we know it.

The trail is set, now just walk, its the easiest part. And smile along the way for it will all work out. Trust me



E                                                                                                                                                                                            PHA



Whats in my Wallet Part 1

You can get a good read on a person by what’s in their wallet

So seeing as I already let you all in my life, I met as well reveal some more

Part 1 brought to you by: Common Pub, where you pay $2 for a margarita and $5 to leave

The past year…or four I have really struggled with what I want to do for a living. I literally have no one set thing I want to do. Actually oddly enough I secretly wanted to be a lumberjack for a while. Anyways, I have always felt pressure to do something really important in my life; to leave a legacy. This stems from my father. He was an actual legacy, an actual somebody. People always asked him for help with everything and everywhere I went someone would tell me how great he is. He was a lawyer and a judge and seemed to effect everyone’s life in a positive way. I mean the guy’s wake had such a long line that people had to come back the next morning in order to pay their respects. People waited outside in the cold of January for literally three hours just to see my dad. Every time I went to his hospital to visit him, which was every day, there was someone already in there.Words cannot do his aura justice. I’ve never seen anything like that before. My dad was sort of a like a local celebrity, but he garnered such respect and admiration because he was a gentle soul and the first to help anyone anyway he could.He was a legend, my role model, my best friend and everything I strive to be.

So how do I live up to that? and what does this have to do with my wallet?

(words you’ll never hear me say in person alert:) My college career is basically over. I have been talking to my mom for a while about what I want to do in life. Most of the time I end up getting frustrated and tell her that I have no idea what I want to do. I always feel like my father’s friends and my family friends expect me to do something like what my Dad did. They expect me to be just like him, which is pretty much impossible. They want me to be a lawyer and a judge and do good like him, change people’s lives like him, effect the world for the better like him. To be honest though, I don’t have many job leads and the ones I do have are nothing prestigious. “How can I go back home and tell people that I’ll be working some bootleg job and I have absolutely no idea what I want to do with my life. I’m supposed to be the second coming of Christ, by the way.” At least that’s how I feel. This pressure may seem stupid to you, or you may think that I am the conductor of the complain train right now, but until you walk in my shoes you won’t know how much pressure I feel. There is a pressure of me to do greatness and leave a legacy like my father’s, and that is downright scary.

This Easter my mom gave me a picture.

This picture was strange when I first got it. It was a picture of my Dad’s work shoes. My Dad was little, only 5’7 on a good day and he had tiny, yet disgusting feet. I’m 6’0 and have 12.5 size feet. So my mom sat me down and asked me, “Do you think you could fit in your father’s shoes?” Logically I told her no. Of course I couldn’t. My Mom went on to tell me, ” Your father’s first job out of school was at a construction company. He was a public planning major in college. He had several odd jobs before he found his career. You literally can’t walk in his shoes but, you can look at the picture and remind yourself that those shoes took a long, unexpected journey before they found success.”

Lesson: I can’t be my Dad. But I can learn from who he was to become my own man, a good man. And do not get down on yourself if you don’t find your career and success right away. The best man you knew couldn’t even do that.

For my college friends who are going through the same things, take that lesson to heart. Everything will be OK and it is unfair of us to expect success right away.

Embrace the journey, for it is coming whether you know it or not. Make it a good one so that one day, maybe someone will have a picture of your shoes in their wallet. (see below)

Live with Love

Yours                                                                                                                                                                                     PHA