A man & his Mother Letters
I am a father. A man. Who went fishing this last weekend in fact. I like meat (although salads more, but also meat). With that backdrop of secure man-ness, I wanted to recommend a book that my friends recently put out. These are not digital, pretend friends. These guys are really my friends. I remember a phone conversation with Seth when he had no idea what to do with this idea for a gift for his wife, Amber. I am glad he figured it out. Parenting is tough. If you find something that encourages you in that journey along the…
images
Here are a few pics of some goings on around our house lately. I don’t post photos often, so when I do, I guess I sort of unload. DOOR:: When we recently built the addition to our house we did not put a door on the downstairs hallways to the room we built for Lena. Because we had built the hallway larger as to accommodate a wheelchair and because the door opened into what is our living/dining room area, we knew we did not just want to put a really big, normal door there. However, we did not know what…
best of 2011
Each year Ginny & I work together on some patchwork Best of List. I truly love this time of year- as it begs one to look back as well as ahead. You’ll need to remember the caveat with the following list: to be on our list does not mean that a thing was introduced in 2011, but rather that it came upon our radar or was particularly loved by us this last year. We’ll be ringing in the new year 8 hours ahead of you Americans; which also means 2012 will last 8 hours longer for us than you. Now…
the grace of giving
My mother is a gifter. Take whatever you’re thinking up a notch. There is no such thing as Christmas shopping or birthday gift shopping; for with her there exists no day where the ones she prefers have moved to the background of her mind. Each day it seems she is looking for something that will be special to another or communicate her love for them. And many times she fabricates holidays in order to give these gifts. Happy 1st day of fall….I got these for you. And if I were to go all Dr. Phil for a minute on my own…
taking the time to die
photo credit: I_Believe_ Although my mind has not relented, I guess I may need to accept that a new level of fanatical wildness just may be the way things are now. Is this just part of getting older? I swear the turbulence is picking up with every mile that passes. As of late… we walked through the five year marker of losing sweet Eliot. traveled to Ukraine to meet our daughter for the first time- the one we are trying to get home. celebrated Hazel turning 3- although I am admittedly in denial of the fact that she is aging….
I am a father. A man. Who went fishing this last weekend in fact. I like meat (although salads more, but also meat). With that backdrop of secure man-ness, I wanted to recommend a book that my friends recently put out. These are not digital, pretend friends. These guys are really my friends. I remember…
Here are a few pics of some goings on around our house lately. I don’t post photos often, so when I do, I guess I sort of unload. DOOR:: When we recently built the addition to our house we did not put a door on the downstairs hallways to the room we built for Lena….
Each year Ginny & I work together on some patchwork Best of List. I truly love this time of year- as it begs one to look back as well as ahead. You’ll need to remember the caveat with the following list: to be on our list does not mean that a thing was introduced in…
My mother is a gifter. Take whatever you’re thinking up a notch. There is no such thing as Christmas shopping or birthday gift shopping; for with her there exists no day where the ones she prefers have moved to the background of her mind. Each day it seems she is looking for something that will…
photo credit: I_Believe_ Although my mind has not relented, I guess I may need to accept that a new level of fanatical wildness just may be the way things are now. Is this just part of getting older? I swear the turbulence is picking up with every mile that passes. As of late… we walked…