Tag: Family

What my wife knew, but I refused to believe

“I’ve had a good life,” said my wife with a bittersweet tone to her voice. I was driving us back from Houston, and I couldn’t believe what she was telling me. NO! That’s NOT how it was going to be. “You’re going to be fine,” I said, not knowing that my wife had less than…

Where was God?

It’s been a little over nine years now since my wife died of cancer. I can’t remember the exact date she was diagnosed, but I can remember the day I realized God would be with us throughout our ordeal. We had been waiting several weeks to hear word that M.D. Anderson in Houston would accept us.…

Friday night = pizza and a movie

Friday night at our house usually means one thing – pizza and a movie. Or is that two things? (I feel like I’m in the middle Monty Python’s Spanish Inquisition skit.) The pizza can come in several forms. Sometimes we order one. Other times we go with the frozen pizza, sometimes even adding our own…

Then you live with it

I’ve always been a fan of Clint Eastwood, and I love several of his movies. One of my favorites, although not considered one of his best, is High Plains Drifter. I’m not sure what it is I like so much about it. The fact that there’s a bit of supernatural. Maybe the sense of justice.…

Let’s get busy living in 2014

For about the last 20 years, I’ve never had what I would call a New Year’s resolution. Instead, much like Ben Franklin, I look at areas in my life I want to improve on, and goals I want to work toward. I guess that’s kind of my small town way of saying “New Year’s resolutions.”…

Standing on the sidelines

This time of year, it’s hard to turn around without bumping into a college football bowl game. That’s fine by me. I love football. As I’ve told some friends, if they ever start broadcasting Russian peewee football, I’ll probably watch part of it. So it was a lot of fun a few weeks ago when I was…

The quiet of Christmas eve

It’s quiet now. The shopping is long done. Well, in my case, “long” means a few hours, but it’s done nevertheless. The presents are wrapped. My son and I spent time making Christmas cookies for ourselves, and a few to leave as a snack for Santa. Everything is ready for Christmas. Everything except one thing…

Kids’ nefarious plan appears to be working

There’s a growing sense of something evil in the bowels of my house (and I won’t even scare you with what’s in my own bowels). An evil so great that it’s starting to touch the very fiber of my soul. Sadly, it’s my own kids who have hatched such an audacious plan. What are they…

But dad, i don’t want to NOT go to school

Every time I think I understand my kids, I’m quickly reminded of how little I actually know. Take this example from just last week. My son and I were leaving town for a quick trip last Friday. I was going to pick him up about 30 minutes early from school. Then I thought, why not…