It lasted almost ten years, and though some days were better than others, and some were really bad, it was a season of my life worth remembering. The good times with friends were great, the battles with enemies were fierce, and, truth be known, we got outta there just in time.
I’ve been some places and done some things. Some of the places were memorable, and others were painfully forgettable. You see, it’s not always about the season—the entertainment factor—and quite often it’s all about the venue (I detest that word). It seems to me, life is similar to the restaurant business, in that one of the keys to success is “location location location”.
Spicewood Beach had it all when we were there; the lake, the golf course, the people. Another thing about location though, is timing, and looking back on our time there, we were there at the best of times, and got out when the “gettin’ was good”. We look back and remember the way things were—life was awesome—but we always agree it wouldn’t be the same if we went back.
It’s winter now, but the place we’re in makes it feel more like spring. In fact, things are so good, I feel like I’ve died and gone to heaven. So if anyone asks about me, just tell them, “Oh, he’s gone, but… he’s in a better place.”
Life ain’t about where you’ve been, and it’s not about where you’re going. Truth is, it’s about where you are, and who you’re with. Some of us stay in one place, and some of us move around more than little Johnny with ants in his pants. I’m with people I love, and we’re in a really good place (and I’m not talking about just location).
So, whatever season you’re in, and wherever you are, enjoy it. You will never pass this way again, and even if you could, it wouldn’t be the way it is now.
Happy New Year, y’all!