• Education,  Goals,  Inspiration

    PERSPECTIVE IS EVERYTHING

    One semester down; 19 to go. We can do 19 semesters. When I shared that fact with my daughter Katie (who is studying for her Bachelor’s in Health Science now), she announced that it sounded so much easier that way. She had been a bit depressed at the fact that she just committed four years of her life to not…

  • Inspiration

    Counting the Shifts

    Having experienced freedom in the past I am likely more spoiled than most. I know the pleasure that comes from waking up when you like and having the freedom to arrange your schedule as desired. That is why on some days I dread going to work. Even as much as I enjoy my job I watch the clock tick closer…

  • Inspiration,  Personal,  Recycling

    The Story of a Failure

    Back when I was in fourth grade we lived within walking distance to my grandparent’s house. Every time I would see one of my uncles or aunts arrive for a visit I would race there in excitement. I loved visiting with my relatives. One of those visits is indelibly imprinted on my brain. I can’t recall the exact details; I…

  • Inspiration

    Wisdom of Uncle B-Bob

    Meet Uncle B-Bob. He was the husband of my beloved Auntie. He died from cancer a few years back but his words live with me to this day. He was always busy but he would never fail to spend time with us kids anytime I came over to visit. Memories of riding in the back of his pickup truck as…

  • Finances,  Inspiration,  Investments,  Simplicity

    The Magic of Time

    I moved to this house in April 2011. In the fence row of the front yard was a little sapling beside my front gate. My friend Mr. A wanted to chop it down. I told him to leave it; it would grow into a fence post eventually. That sapling was so insignificant that I never even bothered to photograph it.…

  • Inspiration,  Investments

    The Art of Staying Motivated

    The other night I came home after an exhausting shift at work. I plopped down in front of my computer to check my emails before engaging in my nightly habit of reading a bit before I went to bed. As I sat there I thought “what’s the point?” What was the point in reading more when I was so drained?…