The Empty Nest Man Journey begins... PRELUDE
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So, I'm trying something new these days. Living life in chunks of 10 minutes at a time. You Zen Yoga people are rolling your eyes now and trying to figure out how this Troglodyte has lived so long. Point well taken. For the last seven years, I've ran the chat program for my company--the Death … Continue reading Reaching for Something Longer
Friends, subscribers, empty nest comrades. I apologize. I've been lost in a sea of construction projects, work projects, and family projects. I just deleted 10,000 emails... from April till now. I'm claiming a day of Jubilee for the EmptyNestMan and his tribe. Hopefully, now that I'm free from a mirage of 10-ton projects, I will … Continue reading Repentance
That's the truth. Haven't written/posted here in a while. It's also the title of one of my favorite songs. By a group called Staind. If you don't know it you might want to check it out. So what's happened between now and the last post? Got hit hard by hurricane Irma. Lost a carport. Lost … Continue reading It’s Been A While
It's been a while. Lot's of life going on right now. But I can't be silent any longer. I used to think that being a mother was the toughest gig out there. I was wrong. Being a grandmother is the toughest gig out there. Close behind it is being a grandfather. That would be me. … Continue reading Mother vs Grandmother
Coming off a nine-day sabbatical. Lots of down time. Lots of rest. Lots of sex. It was a nice break. Now the break is over. Back to work. Kicking it in gear until the next sabbatical. The oldest and his family are moving to Chicago in August. That reality finally hit me yesterday like a … Continue reading 05.30.17 The Fourth Wall
It's Mother's Day. Queeen Gwen day. Enough said. Out until tomorrow.
We'll be a month in after this weekend. This last week has been a week of ministry. A birthday dinner. A visit to an old bed-ridden friend. A night of working on a pool that will not mend. A rain-soaked evening with the wife. Finally, Friday. The granddaughter will be here soon for the weekend. … Continue reading 04.28.17 The Fourth Wall
Two days in. Exhausted. Number of serious workouts: zero. Number of life touches: plenty. Very simply, life got in the way this first weekend to the journey from five years from now. Want to workout on Saturday? Great! But wait a minute while you do this for me... Two family visits. Two meals dropped off. … Continue reading 04.02.17 The Fourth Wall