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With love, we sent you on
Daisy Adoption Day Today, we said good-bye to Daisy. I knew a blog post would follow. This blog has been just as much a place for reflection and memory archiving as it has been a creative outlet over the years. So naturally, I would honor the memory of Daisy and share some of my favorite photos and moments. But as I was driving home from the vet with an empty collar on the seat next... [read more]
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In Memory to Grandma
Eating Cake with Grandma / 1999 Dear Grandma, You were scheduled to move from your condo this week. You had an apartment ready for you in The Christian Village at Mason. Turns out God’s plans included a move, just to a different Christian Village. I know you are happy in Heaven. You have lots of family and friends there. You are now reunited with your husband, a Grandfather I only ever met through story and... [read more]
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That One Saturday Morning at the Park
It is good to finally write this memory. It is a memory that I have longed for years to share. But it is not my memory alone. Just like details from this memory have blurred over the years in my mind, it was not until these last few weeks that the freshness of the memory softened enough for Lollipop #1 to give her blessing for me to share it publicly. This memory takes us back... [read more]
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Dear Dad, Sorry for the gray hairs
Dear Dad, I saw this Calvin & Hobbes strip the other day and it reminded me of a time I turned a few more hairs of yours gray and likely left you shaking your head in disbelief. Do you know which memory I’m talking about? No, not the time I spun on one leg of the kitchen chair so many times I drilled a hole right through the linoleum … and subfloor. No, not the... [read more]
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I was Poisoned on Father's Day
I’m an OK Dad. I mean, I am by no means perfect but my kids seem to like me well enough. We have fun together. We have good conversations. We like to play games. They don’t automatically cry when I look at them … anymore (story for another time). Father’s Day is typically a day that I am the recipient of their intense desires to demonstrate love and appreciation for me. I think we’re good.... [read more]
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Harry Potter and the Wizarding World Whistleblower
My family loves the Harry Potter series of books. It began a few years ago when we attended a “Harry Potter Night” event at the kids’ school. Themed activities were stationed around the cafeteria, gymnasium, and multi-purpose room. Crossword puzzles, scavenger hunts, wand craft stations, you know … typical Harry Potter event type stuff. It was after this event we decided to actually read the Harry Potter books. I, myself, had read the first few... [read more]
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Hi Puppy
There are many different ways to say hello to passing people while on a run. A formal “good morning”, a breathless “mornin’”, or a red-faced wave-of-the-hand. All are acceptable, regardless of whether or not the hello is reciprocated. There are not, however, many ways to say hello to a passing dog while on a run. In fact, a greeting to a dog with intent for the dog to reciprocate is likely less than desirable to... [read more]
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Dad Fail - Tree Swing Edition
We all remember doing dumb stuff as kids. Stuff that really makes you give thanks to your guardian angel (or angels for some of you…) and ultimately makes you wonder … where were my parents? As a parent, I often find myself wondering what on earth my kid was thinking when they made a particular decision. Much of the time, I think it is evident that they were not thinking about anything! But as I... [read more]
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The cure is worse than the problem
What a bizarre world in which we find ourselves living. A sickness is globally rampant, billionaires are building rockets that not just land on the ground for reuse, but they can also land on floating platforms in the middle of the ocean. Technology is progressing faster every single day, our Earth is warming, global currencies are becoming truly viable over traditional nation state fiat, and the Internet is filled with both wonderful knowledge and deceitful... [read more]
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When they grow up
Overheard on a phone call between Lollipop #2 and one of her GG’s: (Lollipop #2 with a recently broken arm, was telling GG about putting Daisy dog’s hurt paw in a cast) GG: Maybe you’ll be a doctor someday? Lollipop #2: I don’t think so. I don’t want people screaming in my face like I do to doctors. My kids love the idea of growing up. They crave increased responsibility and freedom. Talk to them... [read more]