It’s not ideal, but it’s a start.
And we all start from somewhere.
I was once a long-haired, tatted-up skater whose only goal in life was to chill during the day and play poker at night.
Eventually, like most, I became bored, lonely, and just wanted to do something with my life.
I wanted purpose. I wanted to help. To serve.
I went back to college and obtained my funeral service degree.
I went from being all in on the poker table to all-nighters embalming the dead.
And I loved it. I had a purpose. I was happy.
Until I wasn’t.
The burnout was real. I went back to what I knew best to cope with the stress.
I was falling apart, internally, externally, mentally, and emotionally.
Every aspect of my personal and professional life was falling apart.
It finally came to a close last summer. I needed help. Professional help.
I got the help I needed and left being a funeral director and embalmer.
I now work as a family service advisor for a cemetery I grew up around.
I’m still in the realm of funeral service. I still have a purpose.
It’s just a little less subdued.
This allows me professional satisfaction. It also gives me peace of mind and clarity on what’s most important to me these days: family.
I have a wife. I have two stepsons. I have a daughter who is (literally) due any day now.
I have time to follow another passion of mine: writing.
I have four published books. I have been a paid writer for numerous poker publications.
I’ve written coworkers and classmates articles that won them awards.
I have my own website. I upload my thoughts onto my podcast.
And there’s still so much more I feel I have to offer the world.
Who am I? I am Noah Watry.
And this is my life, until death, and everything in between.
Special shoutout to @IAmAaronWill for the motivation.
Life, Death, and Everything in Between. 