CRASH LANDING – A REFLECTION


November 21st, 1998 will forever be etched into my memory. It was the Saturday before Thanksgiving and we had gone to Grandma's house in Knob Noster, MO to spend time with the family. As a kid, holidays with my family was the best. We had lost my Grandfather earlier that year though, and seeing as … Continue reading CRASH LANDING – A REFLECTION

Twenty-One Years in the Making


Y’all. Today is Ashleigh’s 21st Birthday! Having birthdays isn’t just about turning another year older. Each year I think we have a couple of moments that we look back on to see how things are going so far. New Years Day is a pretty popular day for looking back on and setting some goals for … Continue reading Twenty-One Years in the Making

Rolling With the Punches…


In boxing, rolling with the punches is more of a physical action; moving yourself away from the oncoming barrage of rapid-fire fisticuffs. In everyday life, it is more of an adaptive ploy one uses to help them overcome adverse circumstances. My last fist fight was in eighth grade, so the first definition employed above does … Continue reading Rolling With the Punches…

2020, The Year my Parenting Sucked


For me, 2020 was supposed to be a year of healing. I was planning on fixing a life that had been roughed up a little. My garden-variety marriage was coming to a close that year. However, a new promotion at work had my spirits up, and I was learning to cope and manage being a … Continue reading 2020, The Year my Parenting Sucked

Distractions…


It is a dark and foggy morning. Cruise control is set at 74 mph. The speed limit here is 70, but I have driven this stretch of road five days a week for close to five years. I am more than confident if I maintain this speed I will not grab the attention of the … Continue reading Distractions…

Ash and her viola

Thank you. Oh, and Happy Birthday, too.


Growing up, I can't remember ever (not even once) dreaming about becoming a father.  In the beginning of 1998 I met a girl, though.  Little did I know this girl would be responsible for changing my life forever.  By December of 1999, life was good. I had just started a new job. My fiancee and I … Continue reading Thank you. Oh, and Happy Birthday, too.

Peppa Pig – a History Lesson…


Storytime.   Tonight at dinner, Peppa Pig was playing in the living room. My two-year-old loves Peppa Pig, and she calls me Daddy Pig all the time. It's kind of our thing.   For those that's never had the sweet opportunity of watching Peppa Pig, they speak with a British accent. Thus, the start of … Continue reading Peppa Pig – a History Lesson…

Remember Me…


The other night, I took my four oldest daughters to see a movie. It was Thanksgiving, we were restless, and I did not want to go shopping. Since my youngest does not do that well in movies yet (she is a bit of a busybody), my wife stayed home, and I took the girls to … Continue reading Remember Me…

Goodbye, Old Friend…


Last week, my mother invited me to go out of town with her. When I left Kansas City, I didn't realize I would be seeing my grandfather for the last time that week. I guess I've always been a pretty optomistic guy, and although I knew he was not doing well, he's always persisted in … Continue reading Goodbye, Old Friend…