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The Unity Road Writings - End of Road

Road over. 

As the days on the calendar have fallen off since 9.24, yours truly is still amazed. Still in awe. And still excited. 

After all, I'm married, and in the words of Darius Rucker (Yes, Darius Rucker), "But as far as I can see, I have everything I want. 'Cause I got a roof over my head, the woman I love layin' in my bed, and it's alright, it's alright."

As married life takes off, I am more content than I ever have been. More in-tune with myself, and more at peace with myself.

9.24 brought about a new chapter (obviously) for yours truly. However, the unity road opened many doors, closed some that needed to be shut, and exposed some fears, secrets, and inner thoughts that needed to be dealt with. 

And on a day where we will finally close the Unity Road Writings, I find myself realizing, as one of my best men stated in a terrific and assuring speech, that I am ready for this. 

This road has been one where I grew leaps and bound in many ways.

I've dealt with family insecurities (as did my tag-team partner).

I've realized the mass amount of people that support me...

...and those that actually (I still can't believe this) admire me. 

I've learned to appreciate the people that have stuck by my (our) side.

In some weird way, I've gained a ton of self-confidence. 

And finally, I realized I have the most awesome wife on the face of the planet. 

9.24 was awesome. 9.24 was surreal. And it definitely billed up to the hype of being "Wrestlemania". 

As for this unity road journey, well, it has been a great experience. An experience that I'll never forget.

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