My boys aren’t young anymore. Not everything they do is cute. They can be downright annoying, real p.i.t.a’s.
If asked, I’m nearly certain they would say the same of me at times. They’re probably right too, but that’s another story. Continue reading
It’s 11:11. I like that time – something about the symmetry. I used to say it out loud every time I saw it. Silly, I know. Whatever.
I’ve been thinking about roles in life.
This blog focuses primarily on my role as a father. It’s one I take seriously. It’s also one that has brought me great joy. And great frustration. And great concern.
But it’s not my only role. I’m a husband, son, brother, friend, and so much more. Each role has different demands, expectations, and requirements.
Sometimes, I wonder – what about me?