Without Hesitation

The lesson my father has always been trying to teach me since birth goes a little something like this: "If it was meant to happen, then it will happen and nothing good will come of forcing the outcome."

Of course, he's Hispanic, so he'd always confuse you with the proverb from his country before revealing the terse allegory regarding a life experience which proved his outlook to be the correct one. So usually, he would say something like:

"Mas vale pajaro en mano que cien volando."

Which actually means "A bird in the hand is better than a hundred of them flying." I know it's misleading, but I can't remember what he used to say about things that were
meant to happen. But you know what? It's close enough. I'm writing, you're reading. Just take my word for it.

It's not a bad way to live your life, though, but it requires a type of complacency that I am not capable of even administering to myself.

My father has done well for himself, he's not even a citizen, but he's got a house, and a job, and a wife and 3 kids (who are not convicts). He has an HDTV and a surround sound system. A car that doesn't require any amount of prayer to start. He has all the ingredients to "The American Dream" as it's told outside of our country. And he got it by waiting.

But there is a terrible side to waiting that brings an uncertainty to the equation.

Are you going to get what you want?

Will we get the car we've fallen in love with?

Will we find a house?

If you take my position on life, the answer will always be "yes". If you want something, you go and get something. Life is too short for "If I wait".

Which is why I have a wonderful wife.

Which is why we have a new car.

Which is why, at 25, we have a house and no slew of roommates.

Which is why I have a jackhammer. Well... that one's hard to explain.