The man in this picture is my mama’s daddy. The boy beside him called him Pappaw.
The boy grew up to be me.
The man didn’t have much longer to live, which brings me to my wish.
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About time
Time is a funny thing.
Sometimes it goes slow. Sometimes it goes by in a blink.
We think we have all of the time in the world, but we are guaranteed only this moment.
I’ve been jarred by the reality of how brief life really is on more than one occasion.
One such reminder came while I took notes on a high school basketball game.
I haven’t looked at life the same way since.
You don’t know me, but I’m your brother
You don’t know me, but I’m your brother.
I’m sorry about The Doobie Brothers reference.
Anyway, recently — on a Sunday after church — I went for a walk. Continue reading →
I just paid to sweat a lot
This story begins in a pool hall and ends in a goat pen.
The middle is quite messy. Continue reading →
About angels
When I think about angels, wings, robes and haloes come to mind.
There are, however, angels who keep their haloes hidden. Continue reading →
Finishing the fight
Shortly after I woke up this morning, the news hit me like a ton of bricks. Continue reading →
New year, new lessons
The first few days of 2015 have already brought their own triumphs and tragedies. Continue reading →
A look back on a weird month
July was a roller coaster of a month — full of ups and downs — so it should be fun to look back. Continue reading →
Being prepared for anything
I know I posted about my Pawpaw yesterday, but when you live 83 years and have as much wisdom as he did your life is full of stories. I thought I’d share one more. Continue reading →
A life well lived
Each year of my recent existence, my Pawpaw entrusted me with one simple but important job. Continue reading →