2 years. Maybe this wasn't what God had planned for us. Several doctor's appointments, medication prescribed and taken, and no announcement. Damaris and I were feeling discouraged. We were on the verge of giving up. And then we decided over the Christmas season that we were going to let God do what He wanted; His … Continue reading Thankful Day 03
17 years later. I can still remember the way I felt sitting in my high school classroom, wondering where our world was headed. 17 years later, I'm still asking the same questions.
As I was sprinting - pacifier in hand - from my work office to our daughter's daycare class (yes, I know: my wife and I work at the same place and have on-site daycare... we are that lucky), something came to my mind in an adrenaline-filled rush. My wife has been out of the country … Continue reading The “B” Parent
Reedsy offers tools to get your book out in the wild, which is the endgame for most people writing a book, no? Here's a quick, 5-minute video that will walk you through the various tools that can help you make a book for FREE through their site. Also if you are interested in just learning … Continue reading How to Make a Book for Free with Reedsy
Did you ever draw stick figure flip books in your school notebooks? I used to get a kick out of it. It was something fun to pass the time when I probably should've been paying attention in class. https://gph.is/2KHYBL8 Recently I found this app Animatic. And it captures so perfectly that old feeling of flip … Continue reading I love this app, Animatic
We can continue squabbling. We can sit atop the high horse. We can pretend we are the moral authority. We can point the finger at someone else for our world's problems. Or we can reach across the aisle. We can humble ourselves. And we can create something new. Humankind is counting on us to admit … Continue reading We don’t have to stay this way
Today was an ice-in. That means I live in Texas. If mother nature sneezes, we close up shop. So, because of this, I was watching my daughter when she would normally be in daycare. While my wife was getting breakfast ready (it may have been lunch; time does seem to bleed together with children … Continue reading Do Anything
Her life through my eyes Until her eyes can remember.
A leather chair soft, spongy carpet, curled up like a perm. One hall, 4 bedrooms. A kitchen - where my Paw Paw is making his peach milkshakes. Foggy, faux-glass cups. Ice cream and peach particles sliding down the throat, soothing. Golf on the TV - more in tune with the wood furniture than modern plastic. … Continue reading Kirby
I wrote a poem There are some small words in it It's not any good