My Turn

Jon Acton
3 min readNov 11, 2023

My Turn

My Turn — I have thought of, created, modified, or outright stolen several slogans over the years. Some include Expect Victory, Always Compete, Win Forever, Defend the Valley, Onward we Sail, Fire all the cannons, and a list of other (what I thought were snappy) and not so snappy phrases. Short word configurations put together to hopefully, convey a larger and deeper meaning. So too does My Turn

My Turn — Is not a grouping of “poor me” paragraphs, but hopefully a new rallying cry for anyone who has gotten “the” you know what knocked out of you by Life. For quite some time, Life has been kicking my posterior. Dating back to 1992, when I came close to taking a dirt nap by coding from a massive Crohn’s attack to present day cancer PLUS other not so fun things can make each day challenging to different degrees. Add some humdinger job and relationship stressors, mental fatigue, some never acknowledged anxiety and the “stuff” has hit the fan. Honestly, the word is not “stuff.” Again, this is not a “poor me” post because I KNOW, many other people have daily challenges that far exceed my own.

My Turn is the realization that I have become reactionary to Life. Maybe some of you reading this have as well. Somewhere along the line I became a punching bag for Life, focused on absorbing one of life’s hits after another. Get knocked down, find a way to crawl, scratch and climb back up stubbornly, even defiantly and keep going. I realize those are positive qualities because the alternative is to yell loudly into the dark void that the world is not fair. (Spoiler alert, Life isn’t fair, and it doesn’t care). If Life was fair, the New England Patriots wouldn’t have won so many Super Bowls. My apologies to Patriots fans. Kind of. I digress.

My Turn may be too simplistic, but it is another combination of words hopefully creating a new rallying cry. Instead of being a reactionary punching bag to life, it is time to be proactive. It is time to swing back with an understanding that my punches pale in comparison to Life’s left hooks. I can talk big with fierce sounding slogans, but Life can smugly shrug off my words without even blinking imaginary eyes. What My Turn can do is to get back in the game. I can stop making excuses for what I supposedly cannot do anymore by accepting that Life has knocked me on my posterior. More than once. Not just physically, but also mentally. Now what?

My Turn — You see, I don’t feel well. Life doesn’t care. I keep losing weight. Life doesn’t care. Parts of…

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Jon Acton

Husband, Father, Former School Superintendent, National Blue Ribbon School Principal, Teacher, Coach, Author in progress