Today. Each year.
I don’t celebrate it because that’d be weird, but I do remember.
Continue readingIt might take a lifetime, but may we meet them. And know them. And be them.
The veteran
Someone you’ve known a long time. You’ve shared a few foxholes and trenches. Ups and downs, battle scars, disappointments, and celebrations, they’ve been there. And still are.
The reader
Someone who reads. Books. The kind with pages made of paper. They know the joy of stimulating their mind and expanding their imagination and skills and vocabulary. Their recommendations carry weight. Because their intellectual pursuit backs them up.
The encourager
Someone who believes in you. And tells you so. Frequently. When you’re struggling, they speak life. Not happy-talk. Confident realism. They recognize things like nuance, the mundane, and the extraordinary, and provide balance with a side of up.
The older
Someone who’s older than you. Maybe by quite a bit. Someone whose life experiences and perspective provide credibility your age hasn’t yet realized. When they talk, you listen. Because your future is speaking.
The accountant
Someone who can shoot straight with you. They know your strengths and celebrate them. And know your weaknesses and discuss them, candidly and kindly. They strengthen what you’re good at and identify your blind spots because the light they shine is bright, compassionate, and thorough.
The lifer
Someone who’s committed to being your friend until they die or you die. Clear enough? You know their commitment because of both their words and actions. And more of the latter. They’re in it for the long haul because they’ve been in it for the long haul. Consistent. Steady. There. Forever.
The different
Someone who’s not like you. Hopefully, at all. Different views. Different background. Different thoughts. They don’t sing in your choir. And yet you recognize their humanity and worth. And that’s enough to relate. Deeply.
The windshield
Someone who focuses on forward. Especially when you’ve made a mess. Not because they minimize the mistakes, or ignore the consequences, but because they know onward is a choice and what’s behind you can’t be changed. They know when hope can help. And hand it to you.
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Launching today, Tuesday, January 10, 2023, my first book:
“We’re Going To Make It: What Parents Need and Want To Know”
It’s been years in the making. About 22 to be more specific. That’s how long I’ve been a dad, and what a ride.
Throughout the twists and turns and mundane and unexpected of parenting, I’ve written some stuff about it. It’s how I process things.
And I’ve finally put a bunch of it together in hopes that it can inspire, encourage, and help other parents in the trenches.
It’s a short read but I feel confident it’ll help dads and moms.
Included:
– 7 Days of Affirmations to Give Your Child
– 19 Things To Do With Your Children That They’ll Never Forget
– 31 Reminders for Children
– 3 Letters I’ve Written to My Daughters (during puberty, about social media and screen time, and navigating college expense)
Pick up a copy. Or a bunch.
Share the news with a friend.
Leave a review on Amazon.
Let me know what you think.
Thank you for checking out the thoughts of an imperfect dad, navigating the greatest opportunity life has to offer.
And to my fellow dads and moms… we are going to make it.
I almost walked past it.
But couldn’t.
Only two other things frustrate me more. And I can’t remember what they are.
I had to fix it.
A rule of writing. Don’t bury the lead.
Ok. I won’t.
It’s hard work to stay positive.
But in order to stay positive, you have to first be positive.
Hey Todd, remember. Continue reading
I remember the start.
It was 2008. The beginning of September.
A tenth of a mile at first. Walking. Continue reading
This time of the year used to be, well, this time of the year.
No extraordinary significance. A part of Spring, a few days past taxes, a lot like the days before.
Kinda normal. Unremarkable.
But things change. Continue reading