I feel a little like Dorothy hitting the ground after the tornado tore through her house. I mean, I'm not a girl and I don't have a dog but other than that, it's pretty much the same thing. The last few weeks have been a whirlwind and I've hardly had the time to reflect on … Continue reading It’s So Hard To Say… hello | Thoughts on beginning again
I have a theory about friendship. I think we’re drawn to certain people, not just because we like certain things about them, but also because we like the way we are when we’re with them. You know how some friends bring out the funnier side of your personality, while others bring out the adventurous side. … Continue reading Meteor Showers At Midnight :: Thoughts on friends that change you…
Today I’m 33. Well, today and the next 364 days. I’m pretty sure the 10-year old me would call me old, but he was a punk so I don’t really care much about what he thinks. I don’t feel old at all. It's not like I'm 35 or something! A British website did a survey … Continue reading Thirty-Three :: Thoughts on my “Jesus Year”
It’s hard to put a gauge on change in your own life. It’s not something objective that can be measured. It’s more like something that you become suddenly aware of when the past leaps out of the shadows and into the forefront of your mind. Awakened by some familiar face, an old song, or a … Continue reading This One Goes Out To All My YQ Peeps! (You know who you are)
I hate change. I know it’s not cool to hate change, but I still do. I don’t resist change. I know it’s healthy, not to mention inevitable. But I still hate it. This morning I discovered that my daughter, Kate, also hates change. Kate has had the same babysitter, the AMAZING Paula Hardee, ever since … Continue reading The Sting Of Change
(This is a post I wrote about two years ago. And, in light of my 32nd birthday next month and the rapidly approaching "Father of four" title, I thought it would be appropriate to revisit. Enjoy!) I dreamed a dream called youth... and then awoke to find a gray hair. I saw a guy on … Continue reading I Dreamed A Dream Called Youth…
Yesterday was our ninth anniversary. We have a five-year old boy, a two-year old girl and Erin is pregnant with twins. Wow. When I write it out like that it feels kind of surreal. Like it’s someone else's life, not mine. It seems like someone should have it together more than I do before they … Continue reading The Road Ahead :: A Few Thoughts On Expectations
Frasier, Allow me to explain why you are ruining my life. I married a woman who has a bedtime routine that includes having the television on until she’s ready to go to sleep. It helps slow down all of her otherwise racing thoughts and ideas and questions from the day. It’s important to her. It’s … Continue reading Curse You Frasier Crane!
The office is empty. The desk is vacant. There is a line of dust on the bookshelf that reveals the place where books once rested. And my friend is gone... Off to the next leg of his journey, with his wife, baby and beloved bicycle in tow. I had known for the better part of … Continue reading The Empty Office Next Door (or maybe, Friends Are Friends Forever…kind of)
I lived my entire life in Virginia. That is, until I moved to Florida six years ago this month. There are many things I miss about life in Virginia but most of them are really more about the seasons of life that occurred there and less about the place itself. I think we sometimes glamorize … Continue reading Virginia Is For Lovers… and Weather :: Thoughts On Seasons Of Life
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