Randall McRoberts

Facing Reality

Like an aging athlete whose mind thinks he can still do what he cannot, my cancer-ridden body is discovering that it cannot cash all the checks written by my cancer-free brain.

I have so many dreams and those dreams turn into plans. The plans turn into starts, but never get finished.

I have so many things I was once good enough at that are now out of reach.

I’m not fooling anyone but myself. And I am not fooling myself very much at all.

I’ve spent a lot of time facing reality in the last couple weeks. I can no longer expect myself run a website that has to be built from scratch with my own content. I can no longer expect myself to have the discipline it takes to produce a weekly podcast. I can no longer expect myself to write a weekly series of blog posts with an emphasis on teaching what I have learned. I can no longer expect myself to always be ready to teach other people on a schedule.

I am no longer dependable and I cannot expect myself to ever be dependable again.

It feels like the stuff I have learned will just have to die with me. I cannot do the work to get it out.

Randall McRoberts
rmcrob@rmcrob.com

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