It was finally summer time in Colorado and I was looking forward to a long weekend trip outdoors with an old friend, my nephew, and my son. A few months before we all agreed to take an early June rafting trip down the Arkansas River, when the water levels would be their highest. We decided on a 5-day getaway in the mountains; camping, fishing, mountain biking, and rafting! Continue reading “Riding the rapids….”
This questions keeps coming up, ever since I was a kid, running through my Maryland suburban home with my dog Socks. I never got a good answer as a child, or as an adult. I even researched the bible on this topic and could not find a definitive position on the subject. So I’ve had to think this one through and have concluded that dogs are in heaven (for cat lovers, this conclusion applies to cats as well). Why did I reach this conclusion, it just makes sense. I can’t imagine a heaven that does not include our canine companions. My current dog, Scout, and the 5 previous dogs I’ve had, all display the core attributes you would expect to encounter in a heavenly creature. Well, maybe not all 5, my mother’s poodle, would be an exception (sorry Mom!). But the others all had the sweet innocence of a two year old, the patience of a loving mother, and the loyalty of a fellow soldier under fire, and they are this way every day! Continue reading “Are there dogs in heaven?”
This week a close family friend, “Gee,” unexpectedly passed away. It appears he was getting ready for a morning workout and was enjoying a cup of coffee when his time came. He had recently retired and was thought to be in good health. His passing was a shock to us all. Gee was a man full of life, with a quick-whit humor that could bring you to tears from uncontrollable laughter. His personality took over a room as soon as he entered it. Gee could discuss serious topics with a light hearted humor that put everyone at ease and allowed others to open up. I imagine him in heaven cracking jokes about his experience encountering St. Peter at the pearly gates or searching his new home for a bathroom only to discover there aren’t any in heaven as they are not necessary, what will he do with the extra 15 minutes a day! I’m sure he is having lots of fun talking about his profession, see Gee was a mortician. Continue reading “Losing Gee”
I hope everyone is having a great summer! Mine has been busy, with little time to devote towards my blog. I’m guessing many of you are just as busy and may be limited in the time you have to read through long posts. Despite the busy summer, I still want to connect with the community we are building through NothingImportant2Say. So I’m trying something new today. A short blog topic that is intended to be a quick read while soliciting some feedback on how your summer is going. Below I posted a couple thoughts on what summertime is to me. I welcome you to post a response with your definition of summertime!
Summertime is…a cool morning on a scenic mountain trial with my dog Scout and nowhere I need to be all day. This gets even better when a mountain bike is involved!
Summertime is…a crackling campfire, graham crackers, chocolate, and extra large marshmallows.
Summertime is…breaking out the lawn furniture for a Friday afternoon on the patio with neighbors and friends.
What is summertime to you?
Flowers appear on the earth, the season of signing has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land. – Song of Songs 2:12
Our entire journey as parents is about letting go and giving our kids more and more freedom. It starts with a little letting go at a time, giving our kids some slack in the rope. Then we proceed to bigger lengths of rope and eventually we let go of the rope completely, giving our kids fully to God. Letting go starts with removing the bottle, then the crib, then the security blanket or teddy bear. We drop our kids off for their first day of school, help them with the transition from grade school to middle school then to high school. Now we get into more Continue reading “Letting go…”
“What do you want to do for your 50th birthday?” my wife asked me. “What, I’m turning 50?” was my reply. Even my mother and father were surprised when they realized I would be 50 this month! Oh no, I thought, that dreaded birthday when they decorate with black balloons, grey streamers, and RIP signs hanging on the walls. I have been to countless other “turning 50” birthday parties, but now my own! I am sure my friends will have fun surprising me with gifts like a walker, Continue reading “Turning 50”
This was a cool blog I read just this morning. While I wouldn’t compare parenting to the road runner, there are times when I feel like Wiley E. Coyote. And sometimes I feel like the roadrunner!!! Enjoy.