October 27, 2003

Working two jobs and going to college, sometimes you forget why you are bothering. Recently, my mother began to throw together some of her thoughts on some of our relatives that have past, and put them on her Webpage. Now, I am not a very emotional guy. Doesn't go with the obvious over inflated ego I have that tells me real men don't have feelings. I read these pages and realized that people I love now will sooner or later join the pages of people I knew that died. So it got me to thinking about a few things:

It is very rare we even acknowledge people other than ourselves actually matter to us.
It is uncommon to appreciate anybody fully until they are dead or until they leave our lives by other means.
Even people as near perfect as I sometimes forget about others in our daily pursuit to live out our lives.

I thought that, since these pages will normally be bursting at the seams with senseless thoughts spilling a pool of preadolescent sickness, I would write what makes my weary face smile.

I have a wife, Michelle and three great children. A daughter Lou; age 11, a son Bradly; age 3; and another daughter Audrey; age 2. I don't mention their true names because along with the other psychotic characteristics I gladly retain, I tend to be paranoid something will happen to my wife or children. Anyway, I will put down one simple thing from each one of these people that make life grand.

My wife has been through hell and back while I have been going to college. She has every right to wake up like I do. I wake up like I am upset I didn't die through the night. My wife gets up, makes my coffee, makes my breakfast, and all the while I growl and grunt. Ten minutes after I see her in the morning, I am cheered up and ready to face the world wound up on coffee with a full stomach. Her heart is amazingly forgiving.

My eldest daughter is the most amazing big sister I could imagine. She, being the only child for eight years, was and is the most spoiled child I have ever known. It didn't ruin her. She never complained when her brother and sister got all the attention. She goes out of her way to make those little children feel special. The pride I have in her is overwhelming.

My son is a genius already. He is way advanced for his age. His memory has no end. He also makes me proud. One little thing that brings a smile to my face, is when we are in another room listening to him just being a kid and playing, the sound of his little feet slapping on the floor could cheer me up on the worst of days.

My youngest daughter came out of the womb with more personality than most people die with. She is miss Independent. Blessed with beauty, as were all of my children, she gets away with just about whatever she wants. Two years old, and already walking all over men, God be with her husband. She keeps pretty much everyone around her smiling.

Now, of course my mother, sister, her kids, and several other people make my life grand as well. Each one of them will be on future pages. I must now go and continue on with my day.

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