Archive for February, 2010

Once Upon a Time

February 18, 2010

I think we sometimes take our children for granted. We forget what it’s like to be in their shoes. How it is to be so young and innocent, with the wind at our backs and the sun in our face. How wonderful it is for them and was for us to have our whole life ahead of us. Anything, and I mean anything, is possible. Summer days lasted forever, dawn to dusk stretching minutes into hours. Winter was cold but really, who cared? We bundled up and out we went, into forever.
Things change as we age. Responsibilities abound, leaving less and less time for dreaming. There is always some pressing matter or another requiring our attention. Stealing our innocence. Blunting the edge with which we look at life.
Surviving as an adult is not like surviving as a child. All we needed was an imagination and a thirst for life. Now we need a job to pay the bills. Somewhere along the way we lose something. There is no word for what we have lost, no description, it’s just gone. Our innocence, perhaps? No, that’s too general. Like I said, no words.
So if we can, remember our childhood. Remember our thoughts and dreams. Remember that once upon a time we could do anything. Then look at our children and know they are thinking the same thing. Their dreams may be different, but they are dreaming still. The world is theirs, and only we can help them lay their claim.
And maybe, just maybe, we can learn from them. We can rediscover our dreams. We can recover our innocence. We can find that our children are us, once upon a time, and they are wonderful. Their lives are partly in our hands. We need to let them live their dreams, because all too soon real life will catch up to them, as it has caught up to us.
So to my daughters, I love you both. Dream as hard and as often as you can. You are both perfect and wonderful to me and I will always be there for both of you. I love you.

Nada

February 12, 2010

Once again…no idea whatsoever on a topic to write about. My life must need to be more interesting so I have more things to write about.
Just kidding.
So no in depth writing tonight. Sorry. Goodnight and I’ll see you tomorrow.

Age Appropriate

February 11, 2010

I really can’t think of anything to write about tonight. I suppose if I were a real writer I could summon up something, anything, but I’m not and I can’t. So I’ll just write quickly and shortly of how I can think of nothing worth putting into words.
This seems to be a regular occurance lately. My imagination is not what it used to be when I was younger. I suppose I’ve lived too much life. Too much reality.
When I was a child I could fill countless hours with daydreaming and making my own fun games to play. Running through the woods from morning until nightfall was the norm. We didn’t need much to keep us happy. My iPhone, which I use to type my blogs, was just a possible fictional futuristic device used in the capture of alien enemies so as to bring them to justice in the high court of the tree house.
Now times are different. My children have handheld games more advanced than anything I had as a child. Information is thrust upon us at an alarming rate. Nothing is sacred anymore. Everything is possible with the barest push of a button.
I envy my children for the technological advances which they have at their disposal. At the same time I am sad for them. There is nothing better than chasing fireflies at dusk and putting them in a jar to light your way to sleep. The stories they could tell you would put anything these days to shame. If only we could and would listen we would be amazed at what we are missing.
See, nothing to write about…

Fork in the Road

February 10, 2010

Why are we as a people so self-destructive? I don’t understand. We become enraptured with the bad side of behavior and are willing to hold on to this at any cost, be it to ourselves, our friends, even our family. Why do so many “stars” become addicted to drugs and the wild life when they have children and spouses at home? How do we break this cycle?
I’ve mentioned before the trend of our youths wanting to be like the famous people you see in movies and hear on the radio. More often than not these same “role models” end up in jail or dead, divorced and shamed. Part of the allure to copy is that they have, for the most part, no reverence for human life and no concept of right and wrong. They do what they want when they want, and who among us doesn’t wish that upon ourselves?
Our children strive to be identical to their idols and fall into the same trap. It just takes one time to irrevocably damage your whole future. Our children aren’t bad, just horribly misinformed. If they knew, really and truly knew, the damage caused by such self-destructive behavior, maybe they could be guided down a different path.
Life is too short to be strung out and in jail. We can all help our children from this day forward to make correct, enlightening decisions. There is black and white. Good and bad. Right and wrong. It is never too early to show your own children this, and help them walk the higher path.

Friend-ish

February 9, 2010

I’m annoyed. I find myself being more and more annoyed at my “friends”. The ones that only want something from you. We all know the type. All they want to do is bring you down to their level.
I’m just done with it. Don’t call me. Don’t talk to me. Don’t give a little nod in passing acknowledgement. I really do not want to be around you.
I will give a thanks to the real friends. The ones that call to see if you need anything. We should all be that kind of friend to each other. Think of how the world would be if we all looked out for each other rather than ourselves.
That’s the kind of world I want my children to grow up in and the kind of values I would love them to hold dear.

Short and Sweet

February 7, 2010

I can’t wait until Tuesday. Today is my Wednesday. Even though it’s Saturday. Strange that Tuesday is my Saturday. Strange.
I don’t have the energy to write much tonight. I’m being lazy. That’s ok, we are all lazy sometimes.
I can say this. Im in love with three beautiful girls. My wife and my two daughters. They are awesomeness personified.
That’s it. I’m done. Goodnight.

Growing on You

February 6, 2010

I’ve decided that I don’t like my children growing up. It happens too fast. It is depressing. But, at the same time, it is the most wonderful experience in the world.
My youngest daughter is almost eight weeks old. It seems like just yesterday we were welcoming her into the world. My oldest daughter is three-going-on-thirteen. It seems like just yesterday she was eight weeks old.
We have all done some growing up the last few years. There is always room for growth, be it emotional or physical. We never stop growing and learning. My wife and I have grown, my family has grown together, and we have all grown on an individual basis.
That my children are growing so rapidly shouldn’t surprise me. I’ve been warned from a young age: “just wait until you have kids!”. Sound familiar? It is just the way life goes. It is wonderful and sad and beautiful and trying, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Ever.

Growing on You

February 6, 2010

I’ve decided that I don’t like my children growing up. It happens too fast. It is depressing. But, at the same time, it is the most wonderful experience in the world.
My youngest daughter is almost eight weeks old. It seems like just yesterday we were welcoming her into the world. My oldest daughter is three-going-on-thirteen. It seems like just yesterday she was eight weeks old.
We have all done some growing up the last few years. There is always room for growth, be it emotional or physical. We never stop growing and learning. My wife and I have grown, my family has grown together, and we have all grown on an individual basis.
That my children are growing so rapidly shouldn’t surprise me. I’ve been warned from a young age: “just wait until you have kids!”. Sound familiar? It is just the way life goes. It is wonderful and sad and beautiful and trying, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Ever.

HealthE

February 5, 2010

Going to start with a question. Is it ok to shoot the middle finger at your Wii Fit? How about in front of your three year old? Well, I’m guilty.
It’s funny how concerned we are these days with self image. We all want to be just like the movie stars. Anorexic looking and decked out in the best threads is the thing.
Let’s all be concerned with ourselves and our families. We don’t want our children growing up with those kinds of warped morals and ideals.
So what if your Wii Fit Age is seven years older than your actual age and it says you’re a few pounds from obese. It shouldn’t cause that kind of reaction, should it? I shouldn’t teach my daughter that kind of behavior either.
Healthy is great, but at what cost? Everything in moderation. We should be healthy because we need to be, not because we want to be like every popular Hollywood star. Our own image is what we should be worried about. Now I’m rambling, so I’m done. No Coke tonight, don’t want to screw up my BMI more than it is already…

Ain’t No Sunshine

February 4, 2010

Had fun getting my oldest daughter to dance, then we all went out for a nice family dinner. Did I mention we did all of this in the rain? It was soggy and cold, but we had fun.
We all have to push through the rain and cold sometimes to get to the good stuff. Sometimes life soaks us to the bone, and throws the cold weather our way, but we must realize that there are always good things to be had.
Don’t ever give up hope.