Memories of Leaves and Good Times

Memories of Leaves and Good Times

I was raking/blowing/mulching/mowing the leaves.  My mind wandered back to a few years ago.  Bella and Trey played for hours in the leaves.  Norman Rockwell never captured such a quintessential American moment.   Trey loved the Thanksgiving Day parades.  He would sit...
Becoming a Man

Becoming a Man

It was seven years ago at least.  Bella kept slamming her bedroom door when she was mad.  I had told her that if she did it again that she would lose her door.  Sure enough, roughly one week later she slammed it.  Quickly and without yelling (or saying anything at...
What Robs Your Joy?

What Robs Your Joy?

I have been to mountain top…for a bit.  I have dwelled in the valley…the darkest of valleys.  In both places I have found joy.  Being surrounded by loved ones as I watched my bride walk down the aisle for our blessed wedding day I could have exploded....
It Could Happen…

It Could Happen…

Years ago for a quick minute, ESPN had a commercial campaign entitled, “It could happen, so you’d better watch.”  They would show great, unsuspected moments in sports where if you weren’t watching, you wouldn’t have seen something...
Why Am I Crying?

Why Am I Crying?

The event is called unWined.  It is a fundraiser for the pediatric oncology hematology (cancer) division of Children’s Hospital of Pittsburgh.  I was blessed at speaking at the first one 6 years ago and again last year.  To date, they have raised just under 1...
Transitions

Transitions

It is summer.  The season so many of us yearn for throughout the dreary and occasionally bitter days of winter.  Finally, school is out and there is time to do everything.  Days into it the weather is not “summery” and “everything” has been...