Everyday seems to be a new learning experience for me. I learn about myself, about what it means to put myself out in the world with my writing, and about being a father. I hope as this ride of life continues, I will be able to connect with others out there who may be experiencing some of the same struggles and triumphs that I am. In our shared experiences I hope to grow as a father, a writer, and as a human being.
I still have rather specific topics that I want to focus on.:
1. To share my thoughts on fatherhood, a role I never really expected to take on when I left home at the tender age of 17 to forge my own way in the world.
2. To share with the world my random creative projects, be they poetry, short stories, or the novel that I jokingly called my “life’s work” because I did not think I would ever be happy enough with it to submit for actual publication. Well, I self published it in July of 2014 and began the campaign to build an online presence and brand. That journey seems to make a leap, and then seem to sit stagnant for a while. I still have two further books in the same series I am working on drafts for, as well as a slew of other projects I just need to get myself to put on paper.
3. To just rant about whatever may have struck my fancy at that particular moment or day, be it work (a constant source of ranting and raving), home, life in general, or that weird guy at Wal-Mart wearing a suit straight out of the 20s (come on, we all love People of Walmart don’t we?)
A little bit about me. I am the oldest of three boys my mother raised – I do have other siblings on my biological father’s side that include an older sister, a younger brother, and a baby sister. Growing up the oldest in my particular household has made me fiercely particular and independent. I prefer things done the way I prefer them done, and there are certain things that just don’t matter to me (like what color the walls are, as long as it doesn’t give me a headache). This has caused many an eye rolling from my wife as we have decorated our home together over the decade of our marriage. She seems to think that I will change in that aspect, when I probably won’t. My wife, no matter what else may be said/written in the posts that follow, is my rock. Without her I would not be the person I am today. In the time we have been married I have learned just how strong a person can be. I love you honey.
My children are a joy and blessing. I never know what to expect from them. From the oldest, who plays three sports and is figuring out how to navigate that inbetween of child and adult. My baby girl, who isn’t a baby anymore and cooks better than I do most days. including on her own Youtube channel. She even taught a summer school class at the school about Monarch Butterflies, which we have raised for three years now. Then there is the youngest. That boy is a true test of my patience most days. He is trying to establish his own personality and dominance in a house where he is the baby in the family. But don’t you dare call him a baby.
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