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A New Horizon

July 18, 2017


There’s something about the horizon that provokes the inner adventurer in me. I imagine for some it might provoke a mild to major panic attack, and that’s ok. As I glance at the horizon while I’m on the plane typing this I can’t help what people during the Louis and Clark days felt. Knowing that they would endure starvation, hypothermia, attacks, death, and yet what laid beyond the horizon to them made it all worth while. It’s safe to assume that their adaptability or adverse quotient was pretty high. 
Someone I was speaking to today kept talking about all of things they were hoping might happen, but when I asked what their plan for making those things happen there was a  blank stare. There were no answers only a simple shrug of the shoulders. Now I didn’t know this person at all we were just shooting the breeze before the plane departed. It just made me think about the concept of having a plan. Life doesn’t go to plan, and all of us know that. However, it doesn’t mean that we shouldn’t have a plan.  One might say that Louis and Clark hardly had a map, because that was what they were sent to create. Well that’s accurate, but they planned out the supplies, equipment, and people needed for their journey. 

Just food for thought, but what’s something that your hopeful for in the future, and what’s your plan to accomplish that dream?

As always thanks for reading 

I’d do it all over again

July 4, 2017

Anyone thats had a puppy knows that there will come a day that’s not going to be as exciting as when you brought the dog home. The years pass and as you age with your best friend one day you’re laying down next to him on the floor telling him that it’s going to be alright. 

For the past few months we have been watching Koda’s health decline. There were a couple moments that we didn’t think he would have made it. In true Labrador fashion he’d have a bad day then one of us would find a ball, and out of nowhere the old man would find his inner child. That didn’t happen this week. I knew the day was coming close so at night when putting him to bed I’d lay with him. I’d talk to him like he was a human. Like he was one of our kids wanting to read a bed time story. Well simply put he was one of our children. He was the one that when I went away on my trips for work I’d tell him he better protect my family. Truth be told if a burglar came into our house he would be the first to hide in the bath tub. 

On Sunday night I was shutting the lights off, and decided to lay on the floor for a bit with him. I thanked him for taking care of my family, for never interrupting me as I vented to him, for being there to help me grieve the loss of my brother, and most importantly for being my best friend.  I never thought it would be so hard to lose a dog, but why wouldn’t it be. 

As the life passed from Koda at the vets I knew that wasn’t the hardest thing I’d have to do that day. The hardest would be coming home again to my family to let them know someone didn’t come back with me. On to the next chapter of life. We have a 150lb Bernese that needs us to love him as much as possible. 

In conclusion I’ve heard a few people tell me that’s why they don’t get animals to avoid having to lose them. I would do it all over again. Yes this part is hard, but I can’t imagine not having the memories of Koda for myself, my family or those the cops that have brought him home in their cruisers when he ran away from home multiple times. 

In true blog fashion if you’ve made it this far I appreciate it. 

Oh Christmas TREE

December 24, 2016

With moving to our first farm there have been many firsts. I consider myself a city boy while my wife has farm blood running in her vein. It was only a matter of time until we made a move to a farm. Over Thanksgiving week my grandparents were in town, and the Friday after Christmas is when we always pick up a real Christmas tree. This year was different than normal years though. We happen to live up the steeet from the Allen Hill Tree Farm in Brooklyn, CT. Although the day was as cold as it has been all year we loaded up with hats and mittens to cut our tree down. We were blessed to have my grandfather with us even though he was craving warm weather in his home state of Florida we were able to have him join us.

Life is about memories, and cutting down this tree was full of them. My children were able to spend the day with their great grandfather at a tree farm filled with holiday cheer. My children watched people shake my grandfathers hand thanking him for being a veteran. I watched as I saw my kids begging him to come on a tractor ride while he was truing get the warmth back in his toes.  When we arrived at the plot of trees where we were dropped off I could hear my grandfather picking out the first tree he saw so we could get back to warmth of our house, but my kids had other plans. They wanted to search the entire field looking for the perfect tree. As I was under the tree I could hear the kids, Lachelle, and my Gramp laughing a lot. The didn’t see the smile on my face under the tree, but it was there. This tree will be one of my favorites. Not because it was too big for our house, and caused quotes from “Christmas Vacation” to happen as I trimmed it inside to fit. It will be one of my favorites, because of the memories spent getting the tree. 

Everyone talks about how Life is all about memories and experiences, but how much time is spent creating those memories. I’m thankful this season for my family who are up for adventures, and experiences. 

God bless everyone, and to all a good night!

As always if you’ve made it this far in my post thanks!

Active and Inactive Involvement

September 12, 2015

  
One of my favorite things to do while growing up, and through college was to lay in a tent listening to the fire spark, and the wildlife. Working more hours than not I find it really important to improvise activities with the kids. Now our backyard isn’t like the nights spent camping in the Adirondacks of NY, but it’s pretty darn close. There’s no car to be loaded, traffic to be stuck in, or leaves needed for “emergency” TP. When our  kids first asked to do this it seemed semi boring to me. However, no I get it. Our kids were used to Lachelle and I sitting by a fire while they were inside laying in their bed. Our Kids want like to be involved even after hours. 

So sitting by the fire it made think about that concept. I believe everyone wants a level of involvement whether directly or indirectly, and depending on the situation the level of involvement will be different. It’s a solid reminder that when with others to keep in mind that we shouldnt exclude people from being involved simply because they don’t seem to be an active participant. I often find they may be soaking in the moment or trying to learn from those actively engaged in an activity. Especially with kids.

Point of the story….get creative to keep everyone involved!

1 man blessed by 3 kids

June 21, 2015

Most that are close to me know I want to spend as much time with my family as possible. My wife works on Saturday nights catering, and that means it’s strictly the kids and I. When she first started working I used to think of it as 3 on 1. Now I think of it as 1 man blessed by 3. Today I took the kids to the beach to body surf. First off it is wild that my kids are old enough to do this without holding on to them, and secondly it’s great they aren’t old enough so they still randomly ask to hold my hand. I was searching for a natural sand castle shovel aka “sea clam shell” when my oldest daughter asked I would hold her hand while she tried to go deeper in the water. Part of me was taken back, because she still needs me for those moments. I know time is flying, and the more I see them growing the more I cherish those moments. 

So what do I want to do on Father’s Day. Pretty simple I want to spend time with the man who taught what a father should be. My dad. I also want to spend the day doing whatever my kids want, and I’ll enjoy every minute of it. 

For the children out their without fathers or with fathers that have passed know that I am sure if you had a father or if your dad was still alive he’d want to do the same thing.   

Something I Learned from my 6 year old

January 18, 2015

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Often times it’s easy to speak without thinking. Actually more so than not it’s easier to verbally vomit than to think before speaking. Likewise, it’s all easy to forget that our children are watching our every movement, what we say, and how we treat others. Tomorrow I turn 32, and I’m very excited about what’s in store. What I do know is that while celebrating my birthday today, and opening presents my oldest daughter taught me a lesson that dates back some 2,000 years ago when a woman took all that she had to buy perfume for Jesus. Some thought she was crazy, but she didn’t care.

Today while beginning to open presents Baylee couldn’t wait for me to open her card. As I opened her card I noticed two things. One the card was about me being a scary monster which made me smile because we play monsters in our house often (based on Disney’s Monster Inc not like a horror flick). Secondly I noticed in the card a dollar bill. To some that might seem meaningless, but not to me. The dollar she gave me was all that she has in monetary terms. I’ve spoken many times to my children about it being better to give than receive, and seeing this gift from my daughter reminded me of how important it is as parents to remember everything we do shapes the path for our children… EVERYTHING. Even when we’re tired we don’t have an excuse to say careless things. That dollar she gave me will never be spent, and forever will be a priceless reminder to me and all that will hear the story.

To everyone that read this far thanks, and to everyone in my life who’s been a great example thank you!

Glad their not turkeys

November 27, 2014

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Those that know me know Christmas is my favorite holiday of the year. Runner up is Thanksgiving. I was having a nice discussion with my wife last night about how everyone has something to be thankful for even if their life has nothing but “tragedy”. This is a short post today to say thanks to everyone who has been instrumental in my life whether pushing me to learn how to ride a bike, graduate both sets of college, or to help me keep pushing forward after our family lost my brother. Whatever our situation is focus on not being a victim of life rather focus on turning woes in victories. Easier said than done……depends on your desire.

Happy thanksgiving!