Blogging is for Dorks

I remember The Beginning like it was yesterday, the moment I met Jeremiah rings out in my mind as one of the most special and incredible moments of my life. It was like lightning, love struck, dumb struck. I didn't even know him, had yet to meet him...

Recently I've had occasion to hurt someone's feelings rather badly. It was completely and totally unintentional but I still feel this slow churning burning gut sensation as I'm working and going about my daily chores/work schedule.
I remember once having a conversation with Rose, my oldest daughter, about how one of my worst fears was learning that someone I loved and adored and assumed that they felt that way about me was talking about me behind my back. That would be the worst...

Time oh time...time and time again. I often think that time should be measured in different quantifying calculations than our accepted ones.
Parenthood is strange because in some cases both your parents are there to witness you taking your first breath. You leave your mother's body for your father's arms....

I guess I must have glossed over the term 'helicopter parent' that's being used quite often recently. I assumed I knew what it meant and dismissed it without looking very much further into it.
And then I was accused of being one, in jest of course, but still......