Introspective Perception

My son, Frederic, asked me who was my first best friend. These are the types of questions that concern my kids sometimes. Questions that revolve around knowing and understanding what their parents were like when we were kids. Questions that make me stop and recall some memories.

I think Frederic asked this question because he either wanted to know that I had a best friend when I was little, or he is beginning to realize the importance of relationships.

Several years ago, I used to tell the kids "Cory Stories" when I put them to bed. Short tales about growing up in my world. Sometimes the stories had a moral or a point, like it's not good to steal, or you get in more trouble when you lie. Other times, they were just simply little flashbacks about someone or something from my childhood that was relayed for entertainment purposes only.

Kind of like this blog.

I have been religiously blogging for the past 91 days. My main purpose was to evaluate what it was going to be like for me to make the transition from my 30's to my 40's. It's an introspection kind of thing. Taking a look at my life over the past 39+ years and seeing the value of it. Wondering if I've learned anything myself, or if I could pass any wisdom or knowledge along to my faithful (now five--thanks, Greg) readers.

I imagined that I would sometimes write about what happened to me on a particular day, to document this milestone year. Sometimes, good or interesting things happen (like the time I was visited by a Jehovah's Witness). Other times, I am sharing TMI (pee still stinks, crap still being shy, by the way, but my heart scan came back above the 90th percentile).

I cannot predict what I will happen to me--my life, often times, is just not that interesting. I don't approach my writing with anything in mind. Maybe that's a bad idea, but I like it this way. I guess my ultimate goals are to connect with myself by gaining some introspective perception, and to become a better writer. That's all I can ask, I guess.

And it's Bill Lesnig. He was my first best friend.