Kid-Free-Weekend-Swap
Even to this day, I can’t think about the good old days when all eight of us were living under one roof without remembering those wonderful weekends when once a year we got to catch our breath just hanging out and being with each other. It was marvelous…even though most of our conversations were about…our kids. Go figure.
“Hard knock life”
At this tender age, the child’s entire world is embodied by the love, or lack of it, shown by his parents. Therefore if there’s a family problem, such as divorce, alcoholism, drug addiction, lack of love, or any other abuse, the buck stops squarely with the parents from that point forward…period, amen.
“School of Hard Knocks”
“School of hard knocks” is an educational experience of which no one in their right mind would seek on their own. Sadly, it’s life’s void which generally draws the student in before he realizes he’s there…usually at a very young, tender age. You see…the “school of hard knocks” isn’t an institution at all. There are […]
“Simple moments”
They’re the ones you can’t get out of your mind during the drive home after dropping your child off at college. They’re the ones that push through your heart and up your throat as they walk down the aisle, or ship overseas. They’re the ones you tell stories about. They’re the ones I write songs about.
Forgotten sounds and smells of summer
In the neighborhood where I lived as a child, no one had air conditioning in his home. Consequently, in the heat of the summer, our windows were always left open and the wonderful sounds and smells of the outdoors were as much a part of our lives as the Louisville heat and humidity.
Simple moments make my heart smile.
As Leslie and I were smack dab in the middle of it all I found these segmented moments if you will…were much easier for me to view early on Saturday mornings…the calm before the storm you might say. The following lyrics I wrote sums it up pretty well…from my point of view:
“Dad’s Cheeseburgers”…the best in the world!
As we sit elbow to elbow around the table I relish the moment it provides as nothing quite brings out the love…the stories…the surprises…the laughs…like Dad’s cheeseburgers cooked out on the grill. They’re the best in the world you know…at least our world.
Happy 36th anniversary baby! I bet you didn’t see this coming.
All I want is to share your present moment.
Time stands still, when it’s just you and me.
Doesn’t matter where we are when we’re together.
Cause in your moment babe is where I want to be.
Life’s flow’s in the balance
Life flows freely like a mountain stream…though if left unchecked will most certainly travel down its path of least resistance which may not always serve our best interest. Ah…but with our freedom of choice we decide if, how and when to react to its force through one (or a combination) of the following:
“Ah…the good ol’ days.”
You see…these “ah…the good ol’ days” flashbacks are our fond memories of the wonderful present moments we once were in. In fact, our beloved memories are like a tapestry of life’s present moments woven together just waiting to be triggered. For all the other moments wasted when we weren’t present…we weren’t aware. Therefore, they will forever be impossible to be flashed back.
