Never could I imagine that I could wield that sort of power over a person, but today I did.
Insomnia
All I know is that it’s very rare now, in this time I’ve been alive to be there for someone through thick and thin. To see the job through.
Ash Wednesday
Ash Wednesday
Out With The Old
Your family doesn’t want you stuff.
Driving By Instinct
I gotta remember that at one time I sucked at driving a stick shift.
The Assumption of The Catholic Church
But in time, I think, the Church just assumed everyone knows or in the least someone had told you what it meant to be Catholic, i.e, had told you the Gospel message from the beginning.
Hungover?
I still felt like was dragging a version of myself behind me.
Totally Unprepared
I thought I was prepared, but boy was I wrong.
Photo Diary: Weed Eaters
2/365
One of Thousand Paper Cuts
It’s kind of weird, Jacob and I seem to be suffering from a thousand paper cuts in our dealings with reality right now. Nothing major, but just small little things that are annoying.
Photo Diary: Guy Pulling a Cart
As I’m parking, I see this girl walking up to grab a cart, and I see the shot. I like how the sun is beating down on where the carts are, I like she shadow cast by the tree. I like the strong block of blue, the beige, the strip of red.
Photo Challenge
Everyday for a year, I’m going to post a photo on my website.
Coffee Woes
The funny thing is, I took so long picking a coffee, that I didn’t get a chance to brew me some before going to work.
Unsettled Calm During The Storm
Sometimes, what feels right in your gut, doesn’t feel right in your heart.
Thank You
I saw on his hat he’d served in the Navy. I thanked him for his service.
Super Bowl Sunday
Super Bowl Sunday
When The Thing Isn't The Thing...
The trip isn’t the thing.
Empathy
I hope when it’s my time to go into some community, I have the sense to know when people are making decisions on my behalf. I doubt it, but one can only hope. We all get there at some point.
Creative: Blogging Inspiration
For now, it’s (blogging) the lowest barrier of entry into getting into sharing my world and telling my story.
Oy!
Still a little rusty and I’m trying to figure out if the game has changed so much or if it’s just resistance. I’m still debating.