When I mention an uncelebrated life, I don’t mean a life that deserves “medal of honor” but a life of love, happiness and laughter.

When heck did I turn 33? I turned 33 while working to pay bills and while trying to “make something of myself”. Now I know that I am something and I have always been something. I am something all my own and unique to me that no one else but me can be and what a shame it is that I don’t share myself with world (or in a smaller more likely circle, my friends and family). My special brand of something has been lost in quest to make more money, get a better house, and get a better car, so I can actually be a worthy adult and satisfied with my station in life. What a load of bull!

Now I am satisfied with my station (my house, my car, my job) and anything else that comes along is a bonus and how lucky am I? What I have to do now is find full potential of my special something and how can I apply it to people around me for greater good?

Now, I have lost a lot of years with false notion that what you have is what you are, so I have to hurry my process up a bit if I want to get a good 20-30 years of making a difference, but my son is young. And young people have most valuable commodity known to man. They have youth. Youth meaning, energy, imagination and invincibility.

It is up to me now to not beat this most wonderful trait out of him by saying, “do good in school so you can go to college, so you can get a good job, so you can have a nice house, so you can marry perfect wife, so you can have a huge mortgage and massive credit car debt so by time your 40 you hate your life”. I think you get picture.

Deepak Chopra said in one of his books that he told his children not to worry about school and not to worry about money. That he would provide for them no matter what. They were to just concentrate on that one thing that makes them special. Of course, they went to best colleges and have wonderful jobs and became successful. He has broken cycle. Thank you, Deepak. I, too, wish to break this cycle.

I wish for my son to go on and find reason why he is here on this earth, or at very least what can he contribute that no one else can so when he is nearing end of his life he can look back and say “Damn I am going to miss this life. It was fun!”

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Whether you call them epiphanies, hitting rock bottom or great awakenings, our detours, however painful, give our lives their character. Sometimes wrong turns can be great adventures, giving us clarity and new ideas. Often, they give us opportunity to shed our skins and begin anew, a surprising benefit freshwater has on beluga whales, experts say. Occasionally, they take us to places more incredible than our wildest dreams, just by "accident."

So, I say to Beluga, whatever your reason for being here, be it a personal adventure, wrong turn, or perhaps even a blessing to those like me who needed to look at their surroundings a bit differently—-follow your soul home, my friend.

May you be safe, well, and enriched somehow by being one of few—if not only—of your kind to have ever traveled these waters.