Stages...

I was a nerd growing up. No denying it. I loved the idea of space exploration. Neal Armstrong was my hero. And I had posters all over my wall of different NASA rockets and spaceships. I knew I would never be an astronaut but the idea of exploration sparked my imagination. I've always been an explorer or an adventurer. Many people might claim the same titles or lifestyles but I think it is more about an attitude than anything else. There is always some new adventure awaiting me. Mental, physical, emotional, or spiritual challenged. And I'll be damned if some of these adventures don't lead to situations that are stressful or difficult. Exciting but difficult. I don't know about you guys but I have so many stories that stem from the good and the bad times. Life goes in stages they say. My life has always been just like a Saturn V5 rocket. Once one module's fuel is spent it is ejected and a new stage takes over. Five stages that eventually pull the astronauts from the gravity of the earth and launch them to the moon. Recently I've felt like I've been running out of fuel. But over the past week my resolve has been renewed by the wisdom of several of my mentors. I'm ready to eject the past stages of my life and keep launching myself all the way to the moon and back.