Is your best good enough?
This is the question I asked when I saw
a photo of a Young Marine recruit who
was giving it his all in a foot race.
His eyes were closed, face clenched
in a grimace of pain and determination;
going all out where others might give up.… —-> Continue…
I keep thinking about her handwriting…
We would often write each other notes & letters – the good old fashioned kind with real paper and ink.
I loved her handwriting.
Her office was next to where I worked, which is how we met over 14 years ago.… —-> Continue…
Independence Day:
a Declaration of Independence
is nothing unless we continue
to ACT independent
of our government.
The same holds true today
as it did 233 years ago.
If our forefathers could see
what we have done with the
liberty their lives have paid for,
I wonder if those brave revolutionists
would ever have signed the
Declaration of Independence -
knowing that it would be
their death warrant.
It has often occurred to me that at times I hold too high of expectations for my son.
What I also realize is that I also carry these often too high expectation of others into the world of those around me.… —-> Continue…
I’d rather spend time playing Ping Pong with Dad in the garage.
When I was a kid, we had an Atari set, a Defender & Asteroids arcade game
(actual stand up arcade games!), and a pinball machine in the basement.
We even had satellite TV- one of the first in the area!… —-> Continue…
It was blood. Mine.
My son and I stopped at a place I probably shouldn’t name
to reward ourselves with a Caramel Apple Frosty™ Parfait
and a Wild Berry Frosty™ Parfait. I had the caramel apple 
About 1/3 of the way into it, I saw a bit of what looked
like maybe some red apple peel on the spoon. … —-> Continue…
For a moment
turn off the noise
and listen.
No music.
No video.
Simply be still
and try to hear You.
This might take some time -
because we have been inundated
and conditioned to have so much
sound become the background of
our lives that we don’t even
know what “We” sound like.… —-> Continue…
