Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Roll on
Don’t look now but time just flew by my daughter is twenty four and started going to preschool somewhere around three mix in two boys later and I have been driving kids to school, baseball, swimming, band practice, soccer, football, sleep over’s, movies, dates, friends, cross country and a hundred other events. I am sure I have bitched about it my fair share while rolling out earlier or later than I wanted to that day. But today at 8:40 am this morning my sixteen year old will get in his car and drive to school by himself. Twenty one years of chauffeur duties now retired in one swift have a good day and I love you. I miss it already and he hasn’t drove out of the drive yet. I loved those days when one of my kids would hop in the car and tell me a problem or I would tell them about a mistake or how their day was or sing a song on the radio with them or even watch them laugh at me as I tried to dance driving down the street. I call foul I want another twenty one years of chauffeuring duties being a dad is the best thing I can think of to be- roll on guys.
Thursday, February 16, 2012
No guarantee
I know my wife and kids are aware that I love them and I say I love you often to each of them and they say it to me also and with heart not just the three words they actually have meaning when we say it. I have no problem kissing one of my sons on their head and saying I love you in front of one of their friends and the cool part is they say it back right then and there in front of their friends. Kait and Nancy are easy I have always kissed them and said it.
Nancy will never tell someone good bye honestly I have known her for better than twenty six years and not sure if I have heard her say good by more than three or four times. It is always see you later or love you but never good by.
You know in your heart you will loose parents and Nancy has lost both. I was broken hearted when I buried three friends at different times but never really that surprised due to drug and alcohol abuse by each of them. But when a friend fell dead this week that was perfectly healthy, did not smoke or do drugs was fifty four years old, worked out, looked great and here is the kicker both of his parents are alive and in their eighties and his grand mother lived to be a hundred and two my mouth fell open. It was a harsh reminder we do not get second chances to tell people how much we care or give a hug or spend that extra moment with them. You see we get no promise of time we get no guarantee of life and most important to my younger friends we are not invincible.
On September 11th 2001 two thousand nine hundred and ninety six people left for work like any other day no reason to think anything other than just another day in the office and yet they did not come home. No guarantees kids no promise just over and done. I am sure most of them would have liked to have said I Love you to a lot of people that day but they did not because they were as sure as my buddy Jim was last Monday that they would be home in a few hours and more importantly those of us left behind will always wish we had spent just another moment with them saying I Love you.
Nancy will never tell someone good bye honestly I have known her for better than twenty six years and not sure if I have heard her say good by more than three or four times. It is always see you later or love you but never good by.
You know in your heart you will loose parents and Nancy has lost both. I was broken hearted when I buried three friends at different times but never really that surprised due to drug and alcohol abuse by each of them. But when a friend fell dead this week that was perfectly healthy, did not smoke or do drugs was fifty four years old, worked out, looked great and here is the kicker both of his parents are alive and in their eighties and his grand mother lived to be a hundred and two my mouth fell open. It was a harsh reminder we do not get second chances to tell people how much we care or give a hug or spend that extra moment with them. You see we get no promise of time we get no guarantee of life and most important to my younger friends we are not invincible.
On September 11th 2001 two thousand nine hundred and ninety six people left for work like any other day no reason to think anything other than just another day in the office and yet they did not come home. No guarantees kids no promise just over and done. I am sure most of them would have liked to have said I Love you to a lot of people that day but they did not because they were as sure as my buddy Jim was last Monday that they would be home in a few hours and more importantly those of us left behind will always wish we had spent just another moment with them saying I Love you.
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Welcome to my brain
Was that 21212 212 or was that 2-12-2012 @ 2:12 am? Umm oh yes I am asleep and looking at the digital clock with the date that also appears on the face…Oh cool I know it is Feb 2, 2012 at 2:12 in the morning go back to sleep. Ah nuts now the compulsive obsessive thing kicks in. I’m going to have to add this stuff 2+1+2+1+2 = 8 or is it 2+1+2+0+1+2+2+1+=11 which if you add the 1+1 is 2 which I don’t like the number 2 so is it still wrong but you could add the 11 to the 8 and get 19 and 1+9 is 10 and 1+0 is 1 I like the number 1 or you can jump forward to a later date that will be really cool 12/12/12 at 12:12 which is really 15 which is 1+5 so it is a 6 I don’t like the number 6 damn, oh look its 3 am now I like the number 3 I can go back to sleep now. Waking up a few hours later to pee thinking to myself again cool set of numbers but I don’t like the total sum. Oh well the world comes to an end on 12/21/2012 at least that is what the Aztecs say any way which is a 10 then 1+0 is 1 I like 1 a good day or is it now a bad day because it’s the end? Oh look a squirrel.
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