Homecoming

So, I’m going to become a father. I’m not really sure what that means. But, I guess I will find out in the coming months.

I’ve thought really hard about what I wanted to say before I said it. I wanted everyone to see that I’m a really good writer; that I’m gifted. The truth is….I don’t know that—the same way I don’t know whether or not I will be a good father. All I can do is try my best at it.

In six months life will no longer be the same. In six months, he or she will have a name. A child will come home with us that day. And everything will change.

As I sit in my car, basking in the heat of the engine that’s still running, I think about the future. I think about what it means to create something wonderful and original; something that inspires the heart, mind, and soul. That something, has to come from a place closer to home.

I’m going to keep posting my poetry and other works on here. But, I will also be sharing my life with all of you as well. They say the best inspiration comes from real life, so, I will write what I know most about—myself, and the people around me who have shaped me into who I am.

Welcome home,

John