The Results are In, 52 Years : Love, Loss and Letting Go

This year has been a dark one, a year that ended in the passing of our best friend, and travel buddy, Cocoa, and a loss of yet another family member who left our fold. I will endure the heart ache and wish the best to who left us, because they deserve a good life.

I’ve learned a lot in my fifty-two years. I live life the way I want to. I speak the truth, I love everyone, and I move forward with a purpose to grow and learn as much as possible.

I’ve faced a lot of hurt, but that hurt did not define me. The pain might have showed up, stirring anger, anxiety or hopelessness, but never outlined who I am, or who I’ve become. Maria and I both have a bond far stronger than any emotional distress, despondency, or loss, can touch. I’m fortunate in that I found a partner who loves as deeply as I do, who keeps her head up, and who has a heart ready to give, sometimes more than she has.

My take away for 2025 is that I forgive a little easier, I forget, I move forward and try to recognize and acknowledge my flaws. I try to swallow my pride and take the higher road, even if it’s a difficult climb. I let go of those people or events that I have no control of, and only stay the path that I sometimes stagger, but mostly walk upon. This life is too good to me. I’m doing what I’ve always wanted to do, explore, write as much as I can, and let go when it’s time to let go, even though letting go seems to cut the sutures off a wound prematurely.

I’m happy to bring everyone along with me, whether on the blog, my videos, or my social media posts. I try to let everyone get a glimpse of my life, not to brag, but to share. I’ve roamed the plane of this existence for 52 years, guided by persistence, intelligence, and the love of many others who have influenced me, taught me, tolerated my flawed being, and continue to support me whenever they can. To all of you, I can’t express the amount of love I have for each and every one of you, I think of you often and more than you know. Here’s to another 20, 30, 40 or even 50 years, if the universe grants me this.

Thanks for coming here, and listening to this old man, I appreciate each of you, here’s to a Happy 2026 in another week!

Tim Eagle

Tim Eagle is an author of the novellas Stolen Seed, Life Ship, and the Vasectomus Collection. He lives full time, on the road, with his wife, Maria and cat Walter White. He grew up in Michigan and is inspired by the dysfunction of America. His books are available on Amazon, godless and this site timeaglefiction.com