I blame in on the fires and little emergencies that pop up out of nowhere in our life. Here's what I mean. I try to pay attention to the things that matter most at the end of the day, like family, friends, relationships. These are all solid things, but then I get pulled away in... Continue Reading →
Life is about perspective
Twenty-one months ago, I used to worry about what I wore to work. Before I packed up my bag and went out the door, I would ask my wife if my tie matched my shirt and if my shoes went with my pants. I would pay close attention to how I looked in the mirror... Continue Reading →
Who do you want to be?
I usually have five or six columns that I’m working on and ready to publish. I find that’s the best way to keep the creative juices flowing and to keep to a regular publishing schedule. Once in awhile, I struggle to find something that flows and that’s just the way it goes. I haven’t had... Continue Reading →
Report cards: What not to say
I should have read the room better. If I had, I would have known to keep my mouth shut. My daughter pulled out her elementary school report card. She had been working hard over the past two months after a tough start to the year and sat with me on the sofa excited to see... Continue Reading →
Thank you Mom!
When Mother's Day rolls around each year, I often find myself thinking of my mother, not as a grown women caring for my brothers and me or, even now, loving life as a grandmother, but instead, I find myself thinking of her as a young girl. In fact, I'm ultimately drawn back to a piece... Continue Reading →
The best laid plans of mice and men
Folk singer and songwriter John Prine had been planning to play several live shows in Kentucky, Calgary, and at the famed Apollo Theater in New York City in a few weeks in May and June. He had shows booked well into the Fall and even had a couple of events planned for next February. Prine... Continue Reading →
We have options
I missed the cut. I could cry my eyes out or to steal a cliché, I could get back up on the horse and try again. I was in my mid 20s and I was applying for a newspaper reporter position back in Pennsylvania. My fiancé, now my wife, and I were in Northern Virginia... Continue Reading →
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