Today I’ve been reminded as I looked across a tree filled with presents and food that I am lucky.
For I ate today, there was someone who went without,
For I was warm today, there was someone who was trying to stay warm,
For I was clothed today, there was someone who was wearing a handy me down, from a handy me down,
For I laughed with my family, there were people who lost loved ones today or never said what was in their heart before they left.
For I am a lucky man to have been blessed with friends, with family, with the love of my life, my two children, I am truly a blessed man.
But it is not the present that makes me happy, or the food or the clothes…
It’s being with people who love and who love.
Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night.
P.S. Happy Haunakah to the Wife and Doc Chako as well as any other celebrants of the 8 CRAZY NIGHTS.
Lachaim!
Sean
Categories: Family, Instant Happiness, Instant Sean, What's on my mind Tags: Holiday, My thoughts
Today, I did something for me. Now some people will be concerned, some will be mad. Personally, I really don’t care. Because I booked today a trip out of the United States of America. No, it wasn’t to Canada, I was tempted to see my friends north of the border, but instead I think I may go over the pond to see ancestors.
Dates and further notices to be announced at a date when I give a damn, but right now I want to tell you story:
The princess slept as this prince slept near her, guarding her, for no one would hurt his sister on his watch. The princess dreamt of presents and of finding the one man of her dreams, the prince dreamt of mighty battles and vanquishing evil.
And the King watched over his two charges and looked with a smile and a tear. His charges were not small anymore, they tried to solve their problems without involving the king, but sometimes their arguments brought down the house.
The Princess was the oldest and wanted all of the things done first because, she was the oldest and that’s how it was supposed to be, and of course she was a tween.
The Prince was the youngest and wanted all the things for him done first, because unlike the princess, he never knew his father, just coming over twice a year didn’t build a relationship with him.
The King tried his best to make their time with him in his kingdom a happy time, some times he ruled for the princess, and some times he ruled for the prince.
But he saw his time on this earth coming to an end, not today, tomorrow but years down the line. He wanted to make sure that he taught his charges the right from wrong and helping others.
Times the old king dreamed would come faster, seem to come at a price. Each time he saw his princess and prince, he was older, wiser and greyer. His prince was handsome, and his princess a wonder and all he thought was the times he wasn’t there, running his kingdom, trying to help out the prince and princess. Each time they came it felt like it would be the last.
But then one day as he lay in the infirmary, he knew that he wouldn’t be there forever and tried to tell them often how he felt.
But then sometimes young princes and princesses hear the words and yet don’t understand the true meaning.
I love you my prince and princess. May your dreams be filled with treasure, learning gallore, may you find the one who loves you without pause and may you find everlasting happiness with your charges.
Love,
Your King.
Categories: Instant Sean, My Family, My Writing... Tags: King Daddoo, My Family, My Kids, My Writing..., What's on my mind
Its amazing how much energy these kids have, because no matter what we do, they continue on and on like some energizer bunny.
They are finally asleep.
We went to go see a movie and had dinner at the Outback.
When I got home, I got sick. Must have been something with the Medium RARE steak I got rather than the Medium WELL steak I wanted.
Now before some of you mention that I should have noticed the difference in the steak before I took the 5 bites and then sent it back…
well, you try to focus on food while you have two kids fighting in a restaraunt.
Now I solved the problem, which was Ryan got a special Outback coloring contest in his menu. Shelby did not. So to Shelby’s dispair Ryan teased her about it, which caused Shelby to take the contest form from Ryan.
“It’s ok, I’ll let you color and when you are done I’ll put MY name on it,” was Ryan’s solution. I took Ryan aside and told him the letting someone else do his work was only acceptable if he was to grow up to be a football player (JUST JOKING), and he stomped back to his seat mumbling how I liked Shelby more.
I then went up , got the woman at the front to give me another contest entry and let Ryan color it in. Shelby turned in her entry to the waiter and she was beaming because “I know I’m going to win, I hope. I’d like to win really I would.”
At the end of the night when I had my steak recooked and brought back by the manager, Ryan was done and he turned in his drawing.
“So mister, is my picture as good as my sissy’s?” Ryan asked.
The manager turned to him and said, “It’s going to be a hard decision to pick between the two of you.”
Shelby asked him, “When will you pick a winner?”
He looked at her and said, “Next week, and I have a feeling that someone at his table might win.”
In my sarcastic mind, it felt like Shelby and Ryan were the only entries, but in my proud daddy mind, it was because they stayed in between the lines.
Between stress from Fredicksburg and Corydon, I brought the kids home and immediately threw up.
That rare steak just didn’t agree with me.
I’m feeling better and going to crash.
After I take a couple of pictures of the kids sleeping. Their cousins are sleeping over.
Very +EV evening beside the illness.
Categories: Family, Instant Comedy, Instant Sean, Instant Tragedy, Life, My Family Tags: Contest, Dinner, Instant Tragedy, My Kids, Outback Steakhouse, Sick
Finally we got the website up and working. Reid upgraded the website to the newest software.
So I’ll be checking in and out during the week. Internet is crappy so Good Luck.
Categories: Family, My Family, What's on my mind Tags: My Family
I went to the Dallas Ft. Worth International Airport today with a smile in my heart. I went to pick up a pair of precious cargo but as always in my life, nothing ever goes the way it should.
I started to head for the airport from my parents house, trying to leave so I could get to the airport in plenty of time. There is nothing in this world that excites me more than this day. But as I left Norwood and headed on Airport Freeway I was stunned to see back to back traffic for miles upon miles. There was an accident and there was nothing I could do but wait.
But I couldn’t, I had to get there with plenty of time, so I exited and started down back road #1 to the airport, but a couple miles down the road I was stymied with yet another accident and I backtracked to my third alternate route. As I called the airline to verify the gate, I could feel the sound of my heart pounding in my head. I arrived at the gate after the joy of waiting in line for the plane.
But there was a plane still being boarded. A plane to Sacramento. “Final Boarding Call to Sacromento!” I was excited but I thought I could watch the plane come in. I could watch the plane pull in. My smile was beaming, INCREDIBLE, radiant.
As I sat by the window, I felt a presence, another man was next to me watching the plane.
“Waiting for your kid,” he asked.
“Time of the year, when divorced men come together to meet their kids because of everlasting love,” I responded.
“Is that the plane,” he asked as he motioned to the plane that we both stared at.
“Think so,” I said as the plane sat on the tarmac.
Minutes went by and we both continued to stare at the plane.
“You buy both ways,” he asked.
“Nope, just one way,” I responded.
“Lucky man,” he answered as we both continued to stare at the plane.
Then the plane started to rev its engines and we encouraged the plane sitting at A29 to move. But the plane that we thought was the plane from Louisville started to roll away from where we watched it. We watched it in horror hoping that it wasn’t.
We walked to the board hoping that the plane was delayed, hoping that another plane would show up. But as we went up to the board our worst fears were confirmed.
GATE C20.
ARE YOU KIDDING ME? SERIOUSLY?
We both looked at each other and started a dead run to the train. We ran up the stairs three at a time as we watched the plane move further and further away. We caught the train to terminal C and we continued to just stare at each other.
“We’ll make it…” I said as determination hit my face.
“Oh hell yes,” he said.
As the doors open, it was a fast break sprint to the gate… and as the first passenger comes off the plane we look at each other and smile.
We shook each others hands and stood next to each other.
As the first group of Unaccompanied Minors came off a look of terror came over our face. None of the kids were either of ours. But a second group came and I looked as I saw a tear roll down his face. It was his daughter that caused the tear. I patted him on the back, but he didn’t notice. But I continued to wait, and the final group of unaccompanied minors came striding up the ramp.
And Ryan let the way, and Shelby was close behind. And they screamed Daddy!
All the pain I have felt in the last couple of months went away.
And a tear fell.
Categories: My Family, My thoughts, My Writing..., What's on my mind Tags: Divorce, Kids, My thoughts
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