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Wordless Wednesday – Back Yard
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Tuesday: About Me – Boomerang
Continuing the story of my life from last Tuesday: I was five when we moved from the blue house into the apartment complex… and what was three months while 'the' house was being built felt like forever in childhood years.
Much later my Father would explain this phenomenon, and perhaps I'll quote it more word for word when we get to that memory, but for now… it can be summarized by fractions. One year at this point is somewhere around 1/30'th of my life… but for my youngest it's 1/4th of her life. It makes a huge difference!
This specific memory is of playing with my Father out on the green. I'm not sure when the timeline of this comes in, part of me thinks that it's either in the very beginning of those few months we spent at the complex, or before we even moved in. We were playing with a large (everything is large at that age) Nerf Boomerang, I was fascinated by it, but eventually a gust of wind threw it to the top of the three or more story building where it couldn't be retrieved. For the rest of the time we were at that complex I thought of that boomerang up there, I even saw the maintenance guy (or owner) climb up there once or twice and in what fragments I can sift through I remember asking or having someone ask him if he saw the boomerang up there.
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Weekly Update – 5/7/12 – Insanity
This week has been crazy… work is crazy, home is crazy, life is crazy! I talked with someone at work about how everything is coming together, there's easily enough to keep me busy 24 hours straight, and the response I got was a poignant personality analysis.
"Crazy huh?" There was a brief pause.
"There's so much going on, so much that has to be done yesterday!." I reiterated while pulling out a new report.
"I think that you'd be bored if it were anything other than crazy. People like you and I aren't happy unless things are crazy."
So instead of complaining about all the time that isn't mine to play with right now, I should show more of the side of me that takes absolute pleasure from the insanity.
This last week I put a bid on a house… and it was accepted, I've been doing that paperwork, preparing for a certification test for work, adventuring with the kids (mostly doing new house inspections and the like) and working on a Mother's day gift for their Mother…. also praying, one of the things I like about going to the gym is that when I'm doing that very last rep, I know that there are things in life I cannot do on my own. One of the things I like about how crazy everything is right now is that it reminds me that there are things in life I cannot do on my own. praying has taken on all kinds of new significance.
My favorite part of this last week was taking the kids to inspect the new house. Our apartment isn't the worst thing on the world, only around 1300 square feet, but when walking into a 3100 square foot house they bolted to all four corners and I could hear throughout the house sounds of maniacal joy as they cheered the open space with their running feet.
How was your week?
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Something like Parenting Advice – Parent’s Priority
As a Father of four, I've learned a lot over the years, some things I've learned the hard way, hopefully you can learn things the easy way.
Last week I talked about how I'm able to go into public with the kids. This week I want to talk about a parent's priority.
It's simple, and can be stated eloquently; but it boils down to this: If your house is clean, but your children are neglected, then you aren't doing your job. If your children have no toys to play with, then you shouldn't take pride in the fact that they aren't on the floor.
Cleanliness IS important, but not at the cost of the little ones.
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Fatherly Advice – Pray
Advice from a Father to his children in hopes they will make their life all that it can be. This week I advise my children to Pray.
I've probably mentioned this before, it's not because I'm not good at remembering that I bring it up again… it's because it's one of the most important things we can do. Why prayer? Because it makes you better. Keeps you humble to realize that there are things on this earth that you cannot (and should not) approach alone.
There have been times in my life where I need to pray, and those aren't often the times I want to pray. Pray… prayer is the escape, prayer is the answer to anytime that you are overwhelmed.
This last week has had moments that have driven me … not just to my knees, but to my face against the floor. It came to a point where I felt crushed under the weight of the world and all I could do is pray. I prayed with all that remains of my heart and soul… and when it was over, it was like someone had taken the darkness out of me. It was a feeling of clean relief… of not only being loved, but of knowing that everything is going to be okay.
If you can't run… walk, if you can't walk… crawl; if you can't crawl… kneel and pray. (Though it'd save a lot of time if you just knelt and prayed first.
So my advice to my dear children is this: Pray, if you don't feel like praying, pray till you do. A night spent on your knees is NOT a wasted night.
Wishing you always the very best and true happiness.
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