Giving Up a Gold Mine for the Real Treasure
Hugh Prather once said, “Just when I think I have learned the way to live, life changes.”
You guys, I don’t know if you know this, but life is kinda rough and unexpected sometimes.
Almost 18 months ago, my family made a tremendous sacrifice. We decided that in order for our family to decide, we had to shake things up. We decided that for the near future I should live away from my family driving commercial trucks in order to provide better financial support to them. Starting in October of 2015, out of the next 18 months, I would only spend *at maximum* 157 of those days in my own home with my family. To put that in perspective, as of the day I am writing this, my youngest daughter is exactly 627 days old…which means that I have been away from my youngest daughter for 75% of her so far, short life. In another 7 short weeks, a new face will be joining us, and we find ourselves overdue for some more drastic changes.
This has been quite an adventure. I moved away from my family to obtain my Commercial Driver’s License (CDL-A) which is a fancy way of saying I am licensed to drive all forms of commercial trucks with the exception of the ones requiring special “endorsements.” Flash forward 18 months and I have moved up through the ranks to become a very spoiled special division truck driver running a dedicated route. The pay for such a job is between $75k-100k (that’s $75,000 to $100,000 for those of us who don’t like our letters mixed with your numbers).
The real treasure of my life is worth more than anything any lucrative paying vocation can offer. The thing is, we made the changes and took this job so that we could better financially stabilize our family. The unforseeable and unintended consequence of our choices was that we traded financial stability for emotional stability.
It became heartbreaking each week when I would have to leave again after only a day and a half. Don’t get me wrong, it was much worse when I was only home an average of 4 days out of every 30 (conservatively…some months, I was only home for 2 days.)
The thing is… It can be very good money if you’re dedicated to your work and have no emotional ties to a life back home. Think about it. There exists an entire business and industry that caters solely to the masses by getting something from where it was made to where you can buy it. A business that has been very good to me, and by extension to my family as well, but I am quitting that business. I am returning to my own home, to my family, and to a (so-called) normal life.
As of April 30th, I am officially moved home and will continue on with a (sorta) new job of installing and maintaining landscaping and and decorative and Christmas lighting. I will be picking back up where I left off at the same company I previously worked for. God works all things out if you trust him enough to let Him take the lead.
I now have the time to do things that my babies have been missing out on like playing baseball in the backyard, having tea parties with our favorite stuffed friends, and my world-famous fingernail painting extravaganzas. I will also have the time to finish several very ambitious writing projects and take things like this blog more seriously.
It is with a heavy heart and a tear in my eye, that I say goodbye to the White Tigerzord (Mark II). You’ve been a good (series of) ride(s)/home(s).
I am eternally grateful for all the friends I have made along this journey and for everything you each have taught me from that very first moment of getting behind the wheel until now. I will carry each of your lesson with me and lead by your examples wherever I go. I will be a better man for my family because of everything you all have taught me, and I will move on to a better and more stable life. Even though I will not be with you all on the highways, you will all be in my heart everywhere I go.