Monday, November 30, 2009
As annoyed as I often get with people, the thought never occured to me until today. A man was in my way and without saying anything directly to him, in fact, without saying anything at all, it seemed blatantly obvious, to me anyway, that I was trying to get by this man. How could you not notice? I am not walking from side to side behind you because this is fun for me. I am moving faster than you, and you need to let me walk by you. Anyway, the thought never occured to me as I was contemplating removing the contents from my nose and launching them at him with the highest velocity which can be generated from the middle finger or even the index finger depending on ones own personal methods, that on second hand, maybe I shouldn't. As much as I want to be as far away as possible from this cat, someone loves him with every fiber of their being. This guy means the world to someone despite that fact that I want him to trip on his untied shoe. It's funny how the mind works sometimes. I finally got by the old guy and just gave him a half smile and went along with my day. As it turns out, it's a lot easier being a nice guy than it is to get all fired up. Perhaps I should try this more often. No promises that it will work or that my new found attitude will last, but I will give it a try.
Monday, November 23, 2009
Through no fault of my own, and without provocation or request, I was surgically inserted into this world in the Autumn of 1973. As it turns out, I am the son of a Viet Nam veteran father from Omaha, Nebraska and a Danish immigrant mother, who were never meant to be together in the first place, and later, you will understand why this is actually a good thing.
My friends in the blogosphere, the paragraph above is a rough draft first paragraph of the book I have decided to write titled, Fatherless To Fatherhood. Don't get me wrong, I've had a stepfather who is the most amazing man I have ever had the privilege to know, but I didn't always recognize that fact and I didn't always give him a fair chance. For the details of it all, I guess you will have to wait until I get it all down.
The book will take you on a journey through a rough beginning, an amazing mother who gave her all to do it on her own, an absent father, and the promise to oneself to not let the cycle repeat itself.
I am hoping that there are people out there who can relate to this story and how one chooses to deal with their circumstances. I will post a page here and there for input and constructive criticism and together I think we can make this project amazing.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
As I watched Larry King on CNN cover the story tonight while the execution was being carried out, I was troubled by what one of the victim's family members had to say. Keep in mind, my family member was not a victim so perhaps I am speaking out of turn but this is what completely blew me away. After Muhammad was dead, Larry asked the brother of one of the victims how he felt about the whole situation and made note of the fact that Muhammad left behind family, including his own children and how terrible this whole ordeal must be for them as well. Are you ready? This is what floored me. The victim's brother then says that his sister also left behind a family and children because of this senseless act and that he has absolutely no sympathy for Muhammad's family now that he is dead.
Whether or not you believe that he deserved to die, whether or not you believe that justice has been served, how could you not have at least an ounce of sympathy for the children who have had to deal with the fact that their father has done something so horrific and that now he is dead?
I'd like to believe that God would want me to hand my anger up to Him and to try to find at least in some small fashion some peace in my heart after all of the time that has passed since these terrible murders. Am I completely off track here? Do I not have the right to speak up until my daughter is dead? Or my mother? Or my wife? Could I find peace if I were in the same situation? I hope I never have to find out.