I’ve been blogging since 2006 but started this particular site as a way to memorialize my young kids’ childhood–their birthdays, the trips we take, and the adventures we’re able to share, since I’ve heard it goes by rather quickly.
In fact, just a few days ago, a guy I’ve known nearly all my life–who’s only a couple years older than I am–had a heart attack and died. There were no warning signs. He just stopped being alive one day and left a couple children, a fiance, two still-married parents, and a ton of friends behind.
If something like that happens to me, I want my children to have more than just secondhand stories to remind them of their childhood experiences and adventures. I want them to have my words, thoughts, and pictures.
Who am I? A guy who wasn’t sure he’d ever get married or have children but found himself with 4 children, a wife, and a dog in 5 years. A guy who’s deployed to Iraq twice, visited all 50 United States, run with the bulls of Pamplona, attended the past 7 Mardi Gras, and twice flew to Munich for Oktoberfest. A guy who goes to church for redemption and goes to trial for a living. A guy who, in most senses of the phrase, has “it all,” but doesn’t have it all figured out.