Dealing with Disappointment

It has been two years now (ish) since I finished up my graduate program at Liberty University. Having secured a Master’s Degree in Executive Leadership, I was convinced that I would be returning to Illinois like a prodigal child returning home. Prospective employers would be lined up at the Illinois / Indiana border, waving offers of employment in my direction. I would have to break the spirit of multiple hopeful employers as this newly minted model of success would only be capable of filling the role of CEO for one lucky company. Continue reading “Dealing with Disappointment”

1 Billion Seconds

Somewhere between the ages of 31 and 32 (towards the back half), every individual will log their 1 billionth second of existence outside of their mother’s womb. I threw that last bit in there as there will always be that one dude who points out that existence begins prior to birth (I do agree with him). And, having logged 1 billion seconds of existence, you ought to have a decent idea of what you are and are not in this life. Continue reading “1 Billion Seconds”

Where Have You Lived?

Since my daughter was born, we have lived in six different houses. She’s only 12. That’s not good. While it hasn’t been planned, we have moved approximately once every two years of her life. Now, you might say, “Why is that such a bad thing?” Well, bouncing from place to place isn’t necessarily healthy for a child. We are told that they need consistency for their development. Requiring our children to make brand new relationships every few years is not what you would call consistent. Continue reading “Where Have You Lived?”

Grandpa Big Ron

It’s always interesting to look back at a family member who has passed on. Particularly when a decent amount of time has passed since it happened. What memories work there way to the surface when their name is mentioned? Are the memories good or are they bad? It probably had a lot to do with the kind of person they were. I mean, all of us have a good and bad side. While some people may have extremely fond memories of us, others might spit our names out of their mouths like a bad taste. Continue reading “Grandpa Big Ron”

Nicknames

One of the greatest struggles that a person will have as they transition from their childhood into their adult years is understanding who they are. What is my identity? Am I really nothing more than what other people see in me? Is my identity tied to something buried deep within myself? Is it created by my desires or does it stem from my actions (these really are two completely different places)? Is my identity based on this physical space that I occupy or is it anchored in a spiritual place and to a deity that dwells in that location (I won’t get all theological on you here but would love to discuss this very thing if you are interested)? Continue reading “Nicknames”

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