Back to the past....

As usual, not a clue what to write about.  But, thanks to our awesome teacher, I was able to come up with an article a while back that really struck me deeply.  There is a writer that writes about the backwoods I think it is called and he travels around and well, I have only read the one article I want to jive about.  He decided one day as he was researching or for whatever reason he decided to return to a childhood home that he had a great deal of memories of.  He dropped in on an old neighbor and friend and they reminisced for many hours.  And he began to think of whether or not he would change anything that he did as a younger and a bit more brash youngster.  And he decided nope.  I began to rethink this myself as I have touched on thinking before.  I came up with absolutely not.  I have had one hell of a ride and many adventures I will call them intense, life altering events.  And then some.  where I am at today even with adversity and amazingly busy and sometimes chaotic I am able to focus and deal with it with a smile.  No matter what, my little ones make anything and everything worth savoring every moment I can interact and be a Daddy.  That my children thankfully adore.  More than my wife, he he!  So with that said and one incredibly long and jumbled paragraph I will close with the fact that I in a sense believe in the butterfly effect.  Step on a butterfly in the past and possibly alter everything.  I simply wouldn't change a thing good or bad from my past at the thought of anything different than the gifts I am blessed with now.  My children, my awesome and very supportive wife, the opportunities and challenges I face and so on and so on.  Thank you Nikka for making me again think about this subject.  I may have forgotten it again.  It is never a bad deal to appreciate life and what you have.  Thank you.

Dad

There isn't a day that goes by that I do not think of him.  I so selfishly still wish he was still here.  He left the world by choice and that seems the worst. He had good enough reason's to leave this world when I think long and hard about it.  I am not sure how I would hold up to medical news that I was broken and couldn't be fixed.  Knowing being unable to be fixed meant leaving this world.

He fixed everything, from a nail hole to making me smile.  Until the end, there wasn't anything that could darken his demeanor.  He had a true loving and caring soul.  Unselfish in every way, giving to so many in so many ways.  Some by simply a gesture and sometimes monetary means.  He was very passionate about oddly 13 different charities and or organizations.  He gave everything he had to everything he was passionate about.  I don't believe I would be able to compose a list or a number of people he helped in some way directly or indirectly.

If only he was still here and if only there were many many more like him on this big round rock we live on.  The world would be a much better place in so many ways because of selfless people like Dad.

A qoutis ation that has inspired me....

Boy oh boy have I thought long and hard about this posting.  There are so many and many of them I cannot remember so I came to the conclusion that those ones can't be to important if I can't remember them.    So the one I came up with is from an unlikely source.  As I was doing my semi-annual dust behind those rarely seen and cared about places in my home I ran into a sticker I had stuck to the back side of my television years ago.  I hadn't forgotten about the saying but I couldn't remember where it was from.  It is from the movie Scarface believe it or not.  "The world is yours" is all it says.  The picture of Scarface on the picture coordinates well with the saying but it is definitely a hundred and eighty degrees of my take on the saying.  It is simple to remember and true to the fullest.  Anyone can and should live by this simple saying.  The world is mine and it only will be if I make it so.  I cannot control what happens in life completely but I can do certain things to mold what happens as best as I can.  Sometimes I forget this and slip into other modes of thinking but I always eventually come back to the world is mine.  I am pretty sure there is a James Bond movie with a similar title.

vacation 2010 # 1

 I have racked my brain and searched high and low for ideas for something to write about on this blog being I am stumped and unable to creatively come up with something myself.  I am not even going to  attempt to blame procrastination for this one.  I have been searching and searching for days for an idea.  I am simply drawing blanks.  So after all of that malarkey, I have decided to just ramble on for a while and see what transpires.

This is probably one of the most  memorable and fun summers of my life so far.  Two vacations already tucked under the belt with at least one more to go.  I would have to say lucky me!

 The first was to Rapid City, SD.  What a blast that place is.  Other than the ticket I was mailed being caught on camera for just barely not completely stopping at a red light, I cannot find a reason not to return to visit again.  An unbelievably diverse and broad range of tourist attractions.  We stayed six days, returned to many places more than once and could have stayed longer if we were able.  We wouldn't have been able to see all the sights if we had skipped sleep and stuck to an itinerary.   I felt as I had when I rolled into the mountains of Colorado years ago upon seeing the hills rise up before me, awed and in love with the scenery.

I lived in South Dakota for a few years many years ago but that was central state instead of western hills area.  Very flat and wide open with cattle everywhere.  Had I lived near the Badlands or Rapid City, I may have found a reason to stay instead of returning home to Rochester.

Well, I must retire and get some very badly needed sleep finally, more on my summer of fun later.