Well: fortunately the world hasn’t ended all around us. Too bad for everyone who had hoped it would (if it di, it would be the worst apocalypse ever…… not spectacular shows or great pandemics or anything). But Still, I am happy as can be. Today my Christmas holidays have started. And thats a good thing: I was knackered from all the hard work at my job. Time to kick up my feet and enjoy.
My question to you, seeing as I am just going to relax and spend some quality time with my girlfriend, her daughter and friends. What are YOUR plans?
For the nerds amongst you, the following meme should be VERY familiar:
A couple of years back, I played pandemic 2. They key cotry to that game (in most games anyway) used to be Madagascar. It closed down its port (the only way of entering that country) in record breaking time. So finishing up a game (i.e. killing all the inhabitants on earth) was nearly impossible. Go give the flash game a go.
I was surprised to see: Ndemic creations has made the jump to iOS and android with the updated game Plague Inc.
As addictive as the “original”, it adds a host of new options to upgrade your disease (virus, bacateria etc.) to a new level. And Madagascar isn’t the lynchpin anymore (I have had some problems with Greenland though), and always watch out you don’t make the next Ebola: killing off the infected too fast, before they can reinfect other people.
A game to definitely try out on your mobile gaming device of choice (iPad, iPhone, Android, Android tablet), just beware of the battery drain!
Being a father after a divorce can be quite challenging. Ofcourse there are those couples out there who still get a long quite fine after a divorce. And they can still discuss everything that matters between them and their child, and split the care for their child evenly.
I wasn’t so fortunate.
After I got divorced, I got the short end of the stick. The lawyers (mine and the one from my ex) decided it was a terrific idea that I would both only see my son for 6 hours in two weeks, and pick him up and drop him back home (I had a company car when I gor divorced). With the arrangement that My time with my son would be expanded after I got my own place. But as the intro would predict, my ex turned out to be a bit more, for a lack of words, bitchy about it all. The expansion of my time with my son is being constantly thwarthed. I have been relegated to a “secondary” father role. I have no clue what or how he does at school. I read on the internet that he plays soccer. It’s awesome.
But actually it’s quite sad. Being the odd one out, mostly out of your sons life, is the worst thing that can happen to a father. Granted I still get to see him (despite having to foot an enormous gasoline bill since I have my own car now, and there is no budging in being a bit forthcoming in traveling to where I live), it is still painfull. Especially when your child looks at ouy with the sad look only children can give you and tells you he wants to stay over with you. No matter how tough you are, you will be heart broken after it all.
So what can I say. It has been a very emotional weekend. And what did YOU do?
Let me just come forward: I am no good when it comes to making up blog post titles. My practical side always shines through, thus you are now stuck with a boring title, eventhough it does cover the contents of this post perfectly.
I am still enjoying the after effects of the good time I had yesterday. A good time, shared with friends. Friends I did not know a hear and a half ago. And I am still amazed this could happen. You see, for most of my life I have been a loner. Without delving into details: I grew up with a limited exposure to other kids. Add in the fact that I am a pretty introvert person, and I could count the friends I had on the fingers of one hand. And none of them I shared soemthing deep with, always keeping a bit of a distance to protect myself from harm. In college it dwindled down even further. And at the end of my first 4 years in college, I was left with only my girlfriend (my now ex-wife), after I found out that of all the people I knew in college, the poeple I counted as friends only used me for reports and such. Fast forward two deaths, a birth, and a failed marriage. Despite me being quite okay with being alone, I was pretty lonely. I did have one friend, but i rarely saw her. Mostly on the account of me being an ass and not wanting to show up and disturb the relationship she was starting up at the time.
And then, shy of a year and a half ago, I met my girlfriend. We hit it off pretty fast, and I took it upon myself to never repeat the mistakes of the past. And I landed and settled in her circle of friends. And wouldn’t you know it, they became my friends too. And I was shocked. For the first time I had a circle of people around me who didn’t judge. They met me, they saw I was okay people, and that was it. It was up to me to be myself. And that was/is highly confusing and enlighting at the same time. I am enjoying every minute of it. The serious talks, the hearty laughs and the sad moments. I still am getting used to it all, still feeling the pressure from inside to make sure I can compensate for what I feel that they are giving me (as in: for most of my life I was always judged on what I did/give versus what I was givven, and mostly it always had to be more from my side to compensate a trickle from the other side). But I know that isn’t necessary. And I enjoy every moment of it.
Dammit: An introvert even was made to dance thanks to these great people.
Life can and will smile on you, when it feels you deserve it the most.