Dear Future kids,


Waiting in the rain to get Mick Foley’s autograph with my kids

One Good Dad

The 80s was a great time to be a young boy. I had Star Wars, Transformers, GI Joe, He-Man, and a lot of other options for entertainment. Star Wars was my number one obsession, and a close number two was pro-wrestling. I loved wrestling when I was young and so did all of my friends. We’d toss a blanket on the floor as a ring and then pretend to be our favorite wrestlers.

There were several wrestling shows on TV. If you planned your Saturday right, you could watch Mid South Wrestling, AWA, WWF, WCW, and WCCW. There were many Saturday mornings when my friends and I sat glued to the TV, cheering on our favorites. And I had a lot of them. My Mid South favorite was Dr. Death Steve Williams and the Rock-N-Roll Express, WWF was Hulk Hogan and Ricky “The Dragon” Steamboat, WCW was Sting, and WCCW…

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In Real Life, There is Autism

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Welcome Company

I know, I promised you food this week. I’m sorry. I also had wanted to share a little bit more about the Trim Healthy Mama (THM) plan that has been such a gift in my life and has changed my eating and health so dramatically in the past month. But each time I sat down to write the easy stuff, God reminds me that there is something more important.

He does that to me a lot.

I pray for the words and He steers me in a direction that I don’t always want to go. Stubbornly, I fight to go my own way and write what I want, what is easier, and ultimately find that I can’t write another word until I have surrendered and written what He has for me.

He has given me the love blogging and storytelling because He has a story He wants me to tell.

It is a joy and a pleasure to write about daily…

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Father’s day, i’m their dad…

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While I like to joke about them, I love my kids, of course.

I’m their dad.

I suck at showing it all the time.

I don’t say I love you enough, I’m sure. I do try to say it everyday, but it never seems like enough.

I often go to bed after not seeing my kids at all during the day because of work. I miss them on those days and I sometimes find myself wondering if I’m doing enough to make sure they know how I feel about them.

The boys are small enough that they probably could care less at this point, but Ace is a big girl and soon she’ll have big girl issues. I want her to be able to come to me with those issues knowing that I’ll do my best to help her and love her in spite of whatever is going on.


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