It was a Monday. Typically, I have no issue with the concept of Monday. I love my family, but I do also love my work. I am lucky enough to be doing something that matters and I work with the most awesome team of people one could imagine. Not only do they work really bloody hard, but they support the personal endeavors of Jessica and myself. So, I’m lucky enough to be one of those who looks forward to weekends and weekdays equally and for different reasons.
I admit, I’m not one who’s much for guilt. Don’t get me wrong, I think it has its place, but as a general rule, I think it’s pretty useless.
As I wrap up my last trip of the year, I’m reflecting back on my last two years of business travel and how it has evolved as well as how it’s impacted me personally, and professionally. Prior to the frequent WordCamp trips, I was not much of a traveler. I loved the idea of traveling, but I had always been one who didn’t ever want to travel without my family; hard to do in a professional setting. [Read more…]
“Other than genetics, why do you think you’re so altruistic?”
That was the question posed to me by someone this past weekend. And to be honest, it sort of threw me off a bit because I didn’t have an answer. Since I have never really considered myself altruistic by the definition as I know it to be self-sacrificing for the benefit of others, I never stopped much to consider much what made me that way. I have always tended to look at a situation, determine what needs fixing and then did what I could to be a part of the fix. And yes, I’ve always thought of it as nothing more than genetics. [Read more…]
“Good Afternoon, Young Man! How are you today?”
That was how he greeted me when I got out of my car to pump some gas. I saw him when I was driving into the gas station. My estimation is that he is in his late fifties. I remember thinking to myself, “I don’t have time to deal with pan handlers today. I am on a schedule.”
Every year, there are a couple of times where I feel really motivated to change my diet, my exercise habits and other disciplines that have gone lacking. This usually happens right around the change of season where it either goes from warm to colder or frigid to thawed. It’s been a year now since we took in the three boys and instead of having that urge to work out, lose weight and take care of myself, I’ve instead eaten way more than I should, way worse than I should and worked out far less than I should. I can count on one hand the number of bike rides I took during the summer and the number of actual workouts I even attempted during the past 12 months. And I’m not saying I can count them each individually on one hand. I’m saying that I can count the TOTAL of both on one hand.
The day that I found her stranded in her car, one of the things she said to me was that she had just started attending church the day before. She had prayed that someone or some THING would come into her life to help. She repeated this to Jessica later that day. To be honest, I don’t know how much of that was factual and how much of it was something she said to help gain our trust. People who are street savvy learn some of the things to say to gain trust. It’s part of their survival. Religion is always a way (in my cynical viewpoint) for people to gain trust. Of course, to me it didn’t matter. What mattered were those kids.
I was four years old. Not even in the First Grade, and although it was over 40 years ago, I remember it as though it was yesterday. My sister and I were in a gymnastics class (which at age four, I’m pretty sure is just learning how to fall without getting a shiner or scraping yourself). There I was, minding my own business when suddenly, out of nowhere this kid comes up to me and punches me in the stomach. Of course, since I remember it like it was yesterday, I can assure you that I did nothing to provoke this action. It was the first time, that I recall, where I could not inhale. I thought I was going to die. It was also the first time (and possibly one of the very few times if not the only time) that I ever hated a person immediately. To make matters worse, it appeared that my sister and my new enemy’s sister were suddenly the best of friends. Just great!