I recently went on a campaign to write in more locations than my personal blog and have been marginally successful. I just published an article on my home towns news papers website. It is the first one of hopefully many. This is the most nervous I have been about an article ever. I think I have just the right solution. Societies grow from generation to generation. One generation gets old and passes the reigns of …
I Wish You Were Dead
Recently I agreed to be a contributor to a new blog called They Call Me Dad. You can find bellow an except from my first post with them and a link over to it. Excerpt This is the worst thing a child has ever said to me. Probably won’t be the worst in the long run but still, to date, it is the one that has hurt the most. Let me list off some things …
Oaks and Crape Myrtles
I have considering my own feelings towards the current climate in the culture. So much information that you can’t trust. This world is so full of lies and misdirection that there is no way your children won’t fall for at least a few of the lies. I was walking this weekend and I came across the ruins of an old monument sign. I was brick and overgrown by tree and vines. The bricks were loose but …
With Me and Rock
Time with me and rock. Children love rocks, always picking them up. One time one of my little girls was complaining about her backpack being too heavy. We sat down one evening and cleaned out her backpack. There was a lot of junk, yes but there was also about two pounds of gravel in the bottom of it; her “rock collection.” We disposed of the gravel but I have never forgotten how all of my …
With Grace
Love is complex and yet so simple. In love for my children, I will do what is best for them. The complexity comes in when that love is not something the other party wants. Between adults, this is a big deal, with child and parent it is necessary. My children never want to go to be but they need to. They never want to read but the need to. I love them enough to require …
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Why I Protect
All of my kids want cell phones. They are not even over the 10 threshold. The internet is, for the most part, a burning pile of lies, sex, and violence. I have a website that I try to put good stuff out but frankly, for the most part, it’s a drop in the bucket. I am protective of their media and entertainment. Unfortunately, I am unsure it will be enough.
Son of Mine I Know – Poem By Aaron Blakeley
Have been working with my kids a lot on manners but this applies to so much more. With foster or adoptive kids sometimes they come with so many things troubling them. I have see a child go from wild animal to troubled human to maybe one-day well-balanced adult. I have also been reading quite a bit of Shel Silverstein and thought that adding some artwork other than pictures to the poems and posts might be …
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A Heavy Heart
I could never do that I’d get to attached With a depth of belly and an eye like Charles Loring Brace I stoop I pick up these nuggets of pain, joy, sorrow and rejoicing. They squirm, sometimes they scream and turn red-faced. There are no orphanages in America we dismantled them. Now all the parts are in our homes or drifting in the wind. Accept the wind can not carry them. They are heavy Full …