We go fishing every now and then. My father in law has a small boat and we’ve gone out on the ocean over the years and always had fun. We usually bring home dinner as well. I’m not an expert but I know what it feels like to reel in a big one. I’ve caught some pretty big fish and yes, I do have photos to prove it.
So it’s no surprise that I own a small tackle box and a few fishing poles although I’m not exactly sure where they all came from. I have to admit that I had never really used them. Well, I might have used the tackle box but I wasn’t even sure where it was when my wife asked me if I had one. Anyway, after a quick once over my father in law stated our gear was serviceable to catch fish so I thought. LET’S GO FISHING!
I told my son we could go out on the pier at night and see what we could find. He was so excited. We gathered our gear and loaded up the car. We were going to head out to Port San Luis and see what we could catch. It’s a cool place and I was stoked we get some alone time with him. He has three sisters so it’s important we get man time every now and then.
We stopped on the way for coffee and hot chocolate. While I was there I checked for bait but there was none to be found. No worries, I had some lures and they might work so on we went. As we got closer to the pier my son asked how we were going to get the fish home. I let him know I brought a small cooler but in my own head I was doubting we’d need it.
My oldest daughter is almost 14. Just reading those words after typing them blows my mind. It seems like she was just a baby yesterday. I was always told that time flies and they’ll be grown up before you know it and sure enough, they were right. She’ll be a freshman next year and we are finishing up on a lot of life lessons. She’ll need to spread her wings soon and I want to do my best to make sure she is ready to soar.
A few weeks ago she and I had to go out of town for a soccer tournament. This was her first time playing at the club level and I was excited for her. I remember the first time I played on a club team. I remember the nerves and the worry and how the fast the game became. I wanted to go over all of that with her but I didn’t want to add any anxiety that she may already have. We had a 4 hour drive ahead of us and I decided it would be best to just ask questions and listen. So that’s what I did.
Hello. We may have already met. Well, what I mean is that you may have already read one of my blogs. If you haven’t there’s no need to worry. This a a great time to get started. I’ve finally decided what I want to write about. This blog started out as a class project a few years back and I thought I would keep it around as a creative outlet. Over the years I’ve had a few sporadic posts usually prompted by my own musings but have never had any real direction. I believe to a certain extent that is why I have floundered so much.
So, without further ado, I’ve decided to write about fatherhood. It’s one of my greatest responsibilities and something that I dearly love. I also know that there are tons of other men out there that want to be the best dad’s they can and a useful tip every now and then can go a long way. Now, I’m not saying I’m the best dad ever but I had one of the greatest examples ever growing up as well as a great group of guys that I am constantly learning from. Above all else I have my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, as the ultimate example and I want to share my experiences and insights with you in hopes that you can also be the best dad you can be.
So this week I’m heading to Orlando on a business trip. I’m actually looking forward to that part. Monday is my travel day followed by two days at the convention, then a half day and travel home. Seemed simple enough. Only one layover each way and no red eye flights. What could go wrong?
Last November I ended up on a three day blur of a trip the week of Thanksgiving, red eyes included, and had some tough travel days. The trip itself was well worth it but it was hard. This trip seemed like it would be soooooo much better. I got into the office this morning, went over some final items with my boss and had lunch with him before heading to the airport. Once I got there I realized that I had the wrong cord for my phone. Well, it’s not the wrong cord but it’s not the best cord. I have a portable charging block and I can’t use my home charger for it. I have a special charging cable for when I travel but it was left in my car. At the time my car was 1 mile down the road but I wasn’t going to have a coworker bring it to me. It’s a small thing and I’d survive.
It’s 11:30 pm and I think I have a combined 10 hours of sleep over the last 48 hours. The house is a mess with the remains of Christmas strewn everywhere. There are blankets littering the floor and couches with a cat laying on one, curled up like a king. I just realized one of our dogs was still outside too. Glad I heard him since it’s hovering just above 40 degrees outside. The lights on our Christmas decorations are still lit and my new Billy Holiday record is playing softly in the background.
Coming into this Holiday season we had some very large life decisions looming overhead. We were considering a move out of state and it looked like it was a very real possibility it was going to happen. We had begun researching the basics of the Boise area and found a lot of really cool things. We began to prepare mentally for the move and after some initial talks I was ready to uproot and go. My sister asked me, “How likely is it that you’ll move?” I thought for a moment and replied “90%”, but also mentioned that I didn’t want to say that was for sure. There was a lot to consider.