I’m Back

Surviving a crummy chapter. Here’s a true testament to faith. 

Hey Gents, 
Long time no see… 
Where do I begin? Here’s One:  I graduated college!
However, three days later, my jaw surgery happened. Followed by a SIX. WEEK. RECOVERY. Another story for another post. But I will say this: that surgery tested my patience like never before.
I was on bed rest for a month on end. What’s worse is the liquid diet that transpired. Thank God it’s finally over. Adios, chicken puree and cucumber juice! Never will I ever take chewing for granted. 
The first half of recovery consisted of headaches and multiple Motrins throughout the day. Hence why I couldn’t use my phone or laptop.
While watching my friends chase their dreams via. Linkedin (yes, I use it more than FB), I’m appreciative that the surgery took place when it did – an awkward phase of life I should say. 
Early this year I received a generous job offer that basically secured my post-grad life. I could have easily graduated and started adulthood right then and there, but I felt like God was trying to teach me a few “a-ha” lessons. He knew my character was out of whack. Lolz.
Ever felt those teachable moments pop out of nowhere? I hear ya.
Sometimes life drops a bucket of rain (dilemmas), dismantling our umbrella (safety blanket) for various reasons… 
Generally we rely on the sensible side of the umbrella (the canopy). After all, that’s what covers us from the rain. Press the button, then it opens. Boom.”
Users skirt the parasol’s form and fascinating function, similar to how most of us see adulthood. We settle for safe, standard, and a satisfactory stance. Security in salary and stature seems to be the status quo, but as we all know, 
not every season has a bountiful garden.
We forget about character, chivalry, curiosity, and courage. The inner weavings of the umbrella. The handle, springs, rib, shaft, and other contributing parts holding the canopy together. These are the things that carry us through storms of life. God knew I struggled with my inner self despite the current success I was facing. So He brought the scariest storm over my prideful head.
In essence, the umbrella had to break in order to sharpen my foundation. Despite the terrible timing of things, i’m glad I learned a thing or two in the stillness before entering true manhood. Recovery was such a humbling time. 
During recovery, I learned how to be patient, trust the process, and embrace the uncertainties. I also learned a lot about my values and visions. 
Today, I have a brand new umbrella, cut from a better cloth. No longer is it a safety blanket, rather a strong buffer. I’ve studied the science behind it, and have a zealous approach to tackling the ruckus rain that life brings my way. High quality umbrella = a higher sense of self.
I’m back, ready to serve some “Singin’ in the Rain” moments. Hello adulthood.
all the brotherly love, 


I'm Ian, the writer behind CharlesTucket (a mix between Charleston & Nantucket, two of my favorite places). My hope is to inspire every man to live a wholesome & whimsical life, one quirk at a time.


"Be watchful, stand firm in the faith, act like men, be strong. Let all that you do be done in love." | 1 Corinthians 16:13-14


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