I woke up with the number 8 screaming through my body. Oh man, I thought I’m not going to make it to yoga. Not when I’m an eight. So, I told myself don’t go—stay in bed and ease into the day another way. Buddy was up though and anxiously pawing at me. Let’s get the party started he insisted. Knowing he’d eventually wear me down I gingerly made my way to the kitchen. On the counter were the three pennies I’d found the day before. Three I thought—let’s make that […]

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Oh Canada!

Another story and another thought. I’ve been in Tennessee the past three weeks visiting family and friends. It’s been great. I spent a lot of time playing Halo and Ultimate Frisbee with friends and hiking in the woods. And I’ve spent just as much time sitting on the front porch screen listening to podcasts and reading a book. There was a penny on the ground in my room the first few days. I didn’t pick it up. Not because I didn’t want to, I was just in my room to […]

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Happy Mama Duck

“Hello, this is going to sound silly but I’m calling about a couple ducks with injured legs.” The young man answering the phone laughed. “This is the Department of Wildlife ma’am it doesn’t sound silly.” “Oh good, well these ducks were born in my yard and moved to the ponds behind my house. They’re eight weeks old and something’s happened to two of them. They’re struggling to keep up with the rest of their family and I’m worried.” “Can you capture them?” he asked. “Probably not.” “You can’t get close […]

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Five in Change

Bradley Climbing

Two stories and two thoughts…  I was walking out of the grocery store the other day and saw a dime on the ground. Now normally, a dime would be totally worth picking up but for whatever reason I didn’t. I kept walking, put my groceries in the car and drove away. As far as I know, that dime is still there. Kären would be ashamed if she knew this.  A few days later, I was walking through another grocery store with my wife Teri and saw paper money on the […]

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Bigger Than Me

Graduation Wave 1

School was easy for me.  That’s not to say I was a scholarly kid I just didn’t have anything working against me other than being a leftie.  When spiral notebooks are your worst enemy you don’t have much to fear. That hasn’t been the case for my kids and between the two Chase has had it the hardest.  I suppose that’s why in early spring when he sailed through the last class he had to pass to graduate I breathed a sigh of relief.  This was followed by more than […]

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Venti Back!


I don’t know how my voice carried like it did.  I’d lost it the day before and sounded like a frog. “Luke, H-E-L-P I’m bleeding,” I croaked. Normally I’d have to sound a bullhorn to get one of my children out of their basement oasis—but to my surprise when I needed him most my oldest came running. “What happened Mom?” he said startled. “I cut my finger—get me another towel from the laundry room. I can’t stop the bleeding.” He jumped into service grabbing what I needed. “Do you need […]

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Chase Drawing v3 BW 15

“Have you read the book yet?” my friend Arliss asked. “No, but I’m still coming to book club.” I answered. “Why haven’t you read it?” “The subject’s depressing and it’s a graphic novel.  I’ve never read a graphic novel in my life.” “You haven’t?” “No.” “Don’t you like comics?” “Sure, but not a whole book of them.” “Oh don’t be a prima read it. It won’t take more than a day or two.” Not wanting to be deemed high maintenance I picked up the book that afternoon.  It was Roz […]

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It was Friday the 13th and I woke up feeling emotional.  It’d been a restless night and before I could get a cup of coffee I was in tears.  In a few hours I’d be sitting in Chase’s last IEP meeting which suddenly felt like a nightmare to me.  After 15 years of hating these meetings you’d think I’d be ecstatic to be so close to done, but instead I couldn’t hold it together. I didn’t know what to make of it so after asking some friends to pray for […]

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First To Fight

He had a standard issue camouflage bag.  When he hoisted it into the overhead bin you could see he was nervous.  He sat down next to me accidentally dropping his phone and tickets into my lap because his hands were full. “I’m sorry,” he said. “No worries let me take that,” I said.  “Thank you,” he said handing me his barely worn dress hat while searching for his seatbelt. When he found both straps I noticed he stared at the buckle for a minute.  His hands were shaking.  The guy […]

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Hot Wheel’d


“I’m sorry,” she said with an exasperated look.  “They can’t keep their hands off each other.” “They’re not bothering me—I know what its like,” I said. She smiled as if to say thank you. Her pair of boys had stopped swinging each other around like airplanes and moved on to tugging at her. Not getting the attention he wanted the youngest looked at me—his Chestnut eyes and mop of curly hair winning me over right away. He presented the Hot Wheels car in his palm and motioning toward his mother […]

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