It wasn’t until we got to Myrtle Beach today and walked out on the beach and hit the water before I realized something. I realized that I really, really miss the ocean. It was a place I got to as a kid every summer, living in NYC, but I haven’t been to an ocean beach in years and years. How could I have forgotten? There’s something sort of sad about that..
Pin Personally, I struggle with mindfulness. My brain tends to move a million miles an hour in six different directions most days. On good days, I can reign it in and focus on one or two things. On bad days, well, it’s chaotic in there. A hobby like photography requires not only that I focus, but that I still my brain long enough to notice my surroundings. It’s a kind of forced mindfulness for me because I enjoy taking photos, and getting better at photography is an ongoing lesson in slowing down and paying attention.Â
Pin Last week, my mother-in-law passed away. As a husband, my first thought, and my first priority, was my wife, who had lost her mother. As a man who has lost a parent, but not my mother, I also knew this wasn’t a situation where I had any experience myself. Luckily, I do know women who…
I became an uncle for the second time today. My sister-in-law gave birth to a baby girl this morning. I can’t wait to go meet my little niece. On the other hand, I’m also supposed to be meeting the other member of my family that I talked about earlier, to talk about the abuse and…
Tomorrow is the last day that Angela and I will work in the same place. It’s going to be sort of weird to not work together anymore. This is where we met, so even though we’re married and have had a bond outside of the workplace for over 2 years, this will be the first…
Over the holiday weekend, my wife and I had a very long, very interesting conversation about relationships. Not the dating, marriage kind, but the people who you spend so much energy trying to impress. It seems like everyone has someone in their life who makes them feel inadequate, someone who’s respect you want the most,…
There is just something about a driving vacation for me that is so much more relaxing than flying. Flying, to me, is always about being on time, rushing to the airport and through security, worrying about what you’ve packed, how long this is going to take, will I make my connection, etc. Driving is just…
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OMG! I know that feeling exactly. Being born in California and going to, by or past the beach as a child I loved it.
Moved to Nebraska in 1971 and never saw it again until 1992 – God how I had missed it!