Betting the Bank

"Life is short ... even on it's longest days," sings the Prophet John Mellencamp ... "even when your best efforts don't pay."

The words hit me like Scripture.

I don't know how much time I have left but I feel young and believe it's lots of time ... though in the back of my head I know that's not true.

I've spent more than I have.

The days are long right now because ... I don't know why ... most things are going to plan ... little girls tell me how much they love me to begin each day and end every night ... which intensely delights me ... filling my heart ... and I talk to our adult children who struggle being adults ... just like me ... but the financing of it all is not going to plan ... though there are more of us to plan for but I've always loved a challenge.

My wife Sarah went from a family of five and a golden career track to ... ME.

It was a bad career choice.

I went from a burned out, unfocused, uncaring after carrying-the-world-on-my-shoulders-person to the male adult of a family of 13 ... the little ones plus ... Sam Harris ... Terenca, Ava and Nina ... and whoever Kristen's dating.

Let's not get into Inlaws ... it's too mind boggling!

I love my Mom though our schedules don't mesh these days so we don't talk much.

Sarah loves her folks ... and I talk to them when they're here ... which is week after next or so ... and we have established a great foundation for a relationship ... they don't say much to me ... I don't say much to them ... we all work real hard on being nice.

I wouldn't change ... much.

We are where we are and we are here together which is what we've bet the bank on.

Literally!

Love or money?

Money or love?

I've cast my vote.