Shea, my 2 and 2/3 year old toddler, plays a new game in the car. As soon as we pull away and set forth on the road, she removes her sneakers and socks with a mischievous smile. Once her feet are free, she looks into the rear view mirror and says, "hold my feet daddy."… Continue reading I’ve Got the Month of May
One of the pitfalls of social media besides the freedom to spew negativity with little to no consequences is the temptation to measure yourself against the photographs of "friends." It is human nature I guess. You see an image of these "friends" and you compare. We do not know the story behind, before, or after… Continue reading TRUSTING IN GOD
What is your earliest memory? Often people can recall a moment around 5-years old. Imagine that there was a time in your life when you could recall an even earlier memory, even as back to the day you were born. Wayne Dyer in his book, Memories of Heaven, capture stories of toddlers sharing experiences from… Continue reading DO YOU REMEMBER?
The other day, a difficult one at that, I was driving home with my daughter in the back seat. She was gracious enough to not play her favorite song on loop, and instead allow her father to pray. I went to put on the Wayne Dyer podcast, but the Examen started to play. I forgot… Continue reading Pay Attention
In anticipation of Father's Day this Sunday, I am sharing a series of reflections on my new journey of fatherhood. This reflection was written in mid-January 2017. It could be 4am, when I went to bed at 12. It could be after her screams woke up the apartment complex. It could be in the middle of… Continue reading THAT SMILE
Songs, like food, can bring us back to a specific time in our life. When I look back at these days of great joy, little sleep and varying challenges, it is the song "Holding My Own," by Eric Church, that I will listen to with a smile. You can listen to the song here. Here… Continue reading HOLDING MY OWN
Most Americans would argue that although they love television, they recognize that not all of the images and words portrayed through their flat screen are good for the soul. We appropriately respond with disgust when a minority group is misrepresented, but what about dad's. As Father's Day approaches, it is an opportunity for us to… Continue reading DAD or D’OH