My family : Our home

We’re imperfect, perhaps even reckless at times, but we laugh and we explore, and I love it.  Most of the time.  Other times, I don’t.  But then the sun falls and the moon rises and everything is quiet, starts anew and coffee is brewed and kids knuckle the sleep from their eyes and want a hug and "can I have some milk please" and, well, I love it all over again because, it’s my family, and because, they’re my Story.

And I love a good story.

 : Her :

A heart in the shape of a campfire and a spirit the size of mountains, she is my life-long editor, my hero, and my beautiful companion.

She is wonderful, in all the ways a woman can be. 

 : Them :

: 2nd, 1st, 3rd (4th is on the way!!!):

They fill in the cracks with laughter and ring the walls with song.

She colors, he builds, she giggles . . . a lot.

What a joy, what a task, to be called their Daddy.

: Me :

A middle-class, mid-American born in the early 80's and raised on apple pie, raking leaves, and campfires.  

Currently living in West China.

I believe Samwise Gamgee is the real hero, that The Village is one of the greatest movies of our time, and that the the agriculture revolution might be the worst  mistake in the history of the human race.

I have failed many more times than I've found success and even though most of the time I chalk it up to "such is life" and remind myself that if I "keep plugging along good things will happen," when no one else is around, I doubt it's true.  

I've never been published, I'm terrible at keeping up with great friends, and no student has ever stood on their desk when I left the classroom. Ever.

WHY THIS SITE:

Because I don't know what else to do.  My thoughts are scattered and easily misplaced.  I used to write in journals (and sometimes still do), but after leaving them in taxis, on planes, and scattered coffee shops, I thought it best to write here. 

Plus, I hate having conversations where I say, "I can't remember where I read/watched/heard such and such, but . . ." So I log them here. And so far, no taxi has found them.

A Playground:

Perhaps the greatest reason this site exists is because I believe that artists and creativity should be inspiring and colaberative. My hope is that this site will be a sort of playground for thinkers, writers, photographers, educators or just anyone who likes random shtuff about life, art, and creativity.  

Most everything posted is inspired by those who have come before and alongside me.  As it was intended to be.

So, like kids released from the watchful eyes of parents, feel free to roam.

 

PLEASE WRITE:

Thank you for visiting and reading!  Please contact me with any questions, comments, corrections, ideas, or stories.  I deeply believe in the power of collaboration and would love to hear your thoughts.

Thanks again!