About the author…
“I want you to know me. But I hate myself for it.”
I said that to someone many years ago trying to sound deep and world-weary and maybe battle-scarred.
I was full of shit.
Now not so much. In fact as a man in his 30’s and one who has lived a life that has left me world-weary, battle-scarred and occasionally deep (though that generally only happens by accident, even a broken clock is right twice a day).
So who am I?
I am a parent of a little girl who is the center of my universe. This has changed me in ways I never knew possible. Years of empty self-centered living were changed in the instant I was handed a little girl. That is the surface thing mostly. In depth she has shown me how to love without reservation, to give when you don’t have anything left to give and how to watch the world and see it new. And she makes me feel whole, like all these scars and missing parts are just edges of something beautiful. And she is beauty personified.
Eleven weeks after my daughter’s birth my father died. For every night there is a dawn it could be said. But the inverse is true as well. For every dawn the sun must set. And in that moment his heart stopped mine shattered. After years of addiction, abuse and chaos on both sides of our angry and confusing fence we were coming to an agreement to look each other in the eye as men. And as fathers. Then it all sort of…Fell down. And the coming back and putting back together has been the hardest thing in my life. And truth is I am only good on odd-numbered days. But I am better.
As for the stuff inside. Well here’s the deal ol’ hoss…I write this thing here to share that, because nothing is ever really well described in just a few words. I am honest, I believe in God, I am misanthropic, I am lonely, I am sexual, I am a troubadour, I am artistic, I am clever, I am stupid, I am the teller of great tales, I am your darkest fear and I am your greatest desire. I am like many other of inhabitants of this great blue ball. And I guess I simply live to survive my paradoxes.
I like it that way.
My name Is Jeffery Ronald Romanovitch. Take the trip with me. It’s far too long a journey to go alone.
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