She leaned back into the tree hoping that her natural curves would blend in with the silhouette of the mature oak tree. She had run all night, her throat was parched. Torturously, a heavy mist hung thick in the morning air..she could feel the clay drawing all the moisture out of her feet. Sweat saturated … Continue reading “Mists” By Raymond Roy #writephoto
For those familiar with the parable of The Prodigal Son The younger of two sons asks for his inheritance, he gets it, he blows it, Desolate, he returns, begging for a servents position in his fathers house. Father welcomes him, kills the fatted calf in celebration of his return. Elder son bitter at the younger, is … Continue reading The Prodigal Son(an epilogue)
A scorpion and a frog meet on the bank of a stream and the scorpion asks the frog to carry him across on its back. The frog asks, "How do I know you won't sting me?" The scorpion says, "Because if I do, I will die too." The frog is satisfied, and they set … Continue reading The Scorpion and the Frog(Its in my “Nurture”)
I am humbled to to have my first guest writer on my blog. Even more so, I am honored that he is a fellow Marine, willing to share his point of view. A point of view from a vantage point of view, few can say they have experienced. To fully appreciate his perspective, approximately 7% … Continue reading “Biggest Kid on the Block”, guest blogger, USMC combat Veteran.
There are so many scenes in The Godfather that emulate real life on an emotional level. I imagine in part this is why it is considered such a great film. In one particular scene, the Godfather had been shot, the families are at war, all the Corleone Family are hold up in the house as … Continue reading Wartime Meatballs
“Later on, Jesus spoke to them again, saying, "I am the light of the world. The one who follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life." John 8:12 One of the tenants of Christianity, “Be like Christ”, “Be the light”. Admittedly, I have drifted from organized religion. Attending the … Continue reading Light of the World
Why don’t you text me back? Why don’t you call? Don’t you care about our relationship? In recent book that I recently read, “The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*ck”, by Micheal Manson, Manson played out an interesting scenario about relationships and value sets. As our nation’s polarization is reaching historical highs, Manson provided … Continue reading Boundaries
As the holidays are upon us, It IS about US when it comes to the role traditions play in keeping our family strong.
So where are you going for Thanksgiving? When are you coming over for Christmas? Are you coming over for Easter?
As a man, I can understand that from a primitive standpoint, traditional gatherings are clan-like in nature. Similar to a wolf pack returning from a hunt paying homage by nuzzling the Alpha wolves of your pack, cementing each other’s places in the hierarchy and keeping the pack strong.
“A daughter’s a daughter for the rest of her life, a son is a son til he takes a wife”
As this poem so prophetically describes, I propose it IS the wife/woman that establishes family tradition. This is a great responsibility not to be taken lightly.
As the husband/male on the other hand, I see that my role is to support the traditions my wife is establishing as long as,
- The intention of these traditions is to first and foremost keep our…
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To feel loved is to have a sense of self worth. By nature we are problem solver‘s. Think about it. Much of our happiness (fulfillment)is derived from working through problems(at times big or small)until success achieved. The result is a sense of fulfillment. But what if we don’t have “big”problems or know how the identify our … Continue reading “The Victim and The Saver”
. Years back, when I was a glass manager, day to day “problems” came with the job. Over my desk I remember I had posted the famous Einstein quote 'The significant problems we face, cannot be solved with the same level of thinking that created them”. It was a great reminder to cultivate creative“out of the … Continue reading An Open letter to my former Gracepointe family