Brushed off at nineteen, stuck in a smoke-filled office, and a cancer diagnosis that came back. What got me through all three was the same thing: the step in front of me.
Tag: Faith
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A younger man at Bible study said "my current wife." Before I could stop myself, I corrected him. On being one of the old guys at the table.
Nobody Earns the Bag
My 18-year-old son took a candy bag at a parade and came home with a couple of pounds. What it taught me about asking people to buy my work.
Even Further Down the Road
I wrote these lines at twenty years down the road and posted them again at twenty-four. Here they are at twenty-eight, after a normal Saturday that was anything but.
The Blanket
A half-dachshund, half-Jack Russell who came as our son’s birthday gift and chose my wife instead. Seven years in, she still growls when I carry her where she already wants to be.





