Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Homage To My Readers

I'd like to take a moment to recognize the scores of people that visit this blog, share their stories and give me thoughtful, heartfelt comments.

So, in no particular order, here they are:

Dr. Zibbs

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Back To School

This morning, as I was driving to work, I get behind a bus that was stopping to pick up a small child.  I'm sure it was a kindergartner.  The little girl was right there to get on the bus, and her mother was a couple steps behind, letting her little girl go off into the world on her own.  When the bus pulled up, the little girl anxiously got on, and her mother was right there waving goodbye and beaming with pride and joy.  I mean BEAMING.

The mother waved goodbye over and over, and as the bus pulled away, she waved one final goodbye to her daughter, then she waved to the car behind the bus, and to me, the car next in line.  She turned to walk away and she seemed to be floating on air, with this great big smile on her face.

I don't honestly know how to describe it, but that mother, at that moment had pure joy in her heart, and it showed to me. I teared up almost instantly.

It's pretty rare to catch a glimpse of pure happiness like that, and I caught one today.  It was pretty amazing to see that, and it helps to put life in a certain perspective.  That mother made my day today.  She doesn't know it, but she did.

Thursday, June 28, 2012

Bloggers Unite!

So the image of Jen Glass and Jen Maselli together on Facebook today reinvigorated me.  I want to keep blogging, and I have plenty to say (I think), but my reasoning is different now.

Before, when my blog was at my peak (if you can call it that), I was going thru some personal "stuff" in my life, and blogging was my outlet.  It worked out well, I was able to escape reality, if only for a couple hours, while I wrote and read and wrote some more.  But I don't have that "stuff" to escape from anymore.

So, now I just have life.  And life is plenty to write about.  The stupid shit I do, the stupid shit my kids do, the stupid shit I witness on a daily basis.  It's all good fodder.

So, we'll see if the bug sticks.  If it does, I owe Jenbo and Maselli a bottle of wine.  Or at least a brochure on the benefits of a polygamist lifestyle.

Friday, September 9, 2011

This Is Why The World Is Going To Hell In An Electronic Handbasket

I wonder if anybody can quantify the amount of wasted time or bandwidth or productivity that occurs as a result of people re-posting stupid shit over and over and over again on Facebook? You know the ones, the electronic chain letters. The ones that always end with "Keep this going, repost if you love Jesus" or "Repost this if you love your mother".

Here's a recent personal favorite of mine - "If you believe in God, DROP EVERYTHING and repost this. What do you have to loose ??"

Grammar - that's what I have to loose!!!

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

You Can't Go Back

I went over to my old neighbor's house tonight to help him with a computer problem.

When I was leaving, I noticed the tree in my old yard looked different. My neighbor explained that the tree we planted, when Rachel was born, had died and been replaced.

This isn't a post about regret, but perhaps reflection. You really can't go back, not 6 years, not 10 years, not 2 years. Reflection sometimes sucks.

Monday, August 8, 2011

Mixed Emotions

I remember it like it was yesterday. The hospital, the staff, the delivery. It all went by so fast. Three days later, they discharged us, and we took this little tiny baby home. We walked in the house, and she was asleep in her car seat. We unloaded our belongings, sat down, looked at each other and we both said, "Now what?" We joked that the hospital must have made some colossal mistake, because there was no way we were fit to be responsible for this tiny human life.

6 years ago tomorrow marks one of the brightest spots in my life. Along with it comes an immense feeling of pride and happiness, but also sadness and disappointment.

My daughter is one of the sweetest, funniest, happiest kids I know, and I can't wait to see her and say Happy Birthday. I know she'll be thrilled. But in the back of my mind, actually no, it's in the front of my mind, I'll always feel sad, and in particular on special occasions, because I couldn't give her one very important thing - a complete family. I don't know that I'll ever get over this feeling of failure and sadness, that her mom and I couldn't stay together, and be a whole family.

Despite that, we're doing the best that we can. Her mother is a great mother, caring and nurturing. And I don't think I'm a half bad dad. Here's how we've done so far:

Happy Birthday, Sissy.