Tuesday, March 20, 2018
The best way I know to prevent a vacation hangover is to avoid credit card spending. I'm a big believer in the cash envelope method. The cash goes in the envelope before the vacation begins. I plan to use this idea for all future travels. It works best if you give yourself enough time to set aside funds, a little bit at a time. If a credit card is required, make sure to mark the purchase on the outside of the envelope so the cash is there when the statement arrives. Whoala! No hangover! Have a great day.
Monday, March 19, 2018
It's official. My restrictions have been lifted. I'm cleared for take-off. The snow is melting quickly and things are heating up. My boss agreed to honor my request for a two week Winter leave I asked for before my accident and it begins today. This will give me time to get acclimated to the next chapter of my life. It's time to spend time with friends and family. My social media time will be limited and I may not be able to respond right away but the messages will continue daily. The next two weeks is dedicated to thanking all the people who reached out to me when the chips were down. The best way to do this is in person. Don't be surprised if I'm knocking on your door. Yes, it's time to celebrate. Have a great day.
Sunday, March 18, 2018
My friend, Jim Tate, posted news of his wife's passing after a challenging battle with Frontotemporal Degeneration and ALS. Vicky will be missed by her loving husband, seven children, friends and community members of the town of Ramona, located northeast of San Diego.
I would like to share with you something Vicky did for me that forever changed the course of my life while I was living in Ramona. Our pastor put together a retreat to help people get closer to God. Jim and Vicky were one of the first people in our congregation to answer the call. Their retreat was such a success that our pastor decided to host another retreat for those who missed out. Jim and Vicky volunteered to help out as "shepherds." On the third day, our pastor called for an invocation of the Holy Spirit using an ancient technique known as the "laying of hands." Our pastor first laid his hands on the shepherds to receive the Holy Spirit. The shepherds repeated the laying of hands on the "sheep" in the congregation. Vicky was my shepherd. When she laid her hands on me, she felt something, like a heat coming from my head. She knew something significant was happening and she was right. I received a vision. If you ever want to know what I saw, ask me and I'll share more. All I can say is the moment Vicky laid her hands over my head my life changed forever, just as the first apostles were never the same after their encounter with the Holy Spirit.
Vicky is at peace now. Her work here is done. I'm one of the "sheep" she helped. I will never forget what this couple has done to help make the world a better place. R.I.P. Vicky Tate. Peace be with you and your family. You will be missed. ¡Vaya con Dios!
Saturday, March 17, 2018
Mother Nature is giving us the cold shoulder today in our hometown. The snow is coming down in heavy clumps this morning. We refuse to let this get in the way of our celebrations. There is so much to be thankful for. Special birthday wishes to our daughter who is 25 today and our cousin, Patty, both born on St. Patrick's Day.
I'm super thankful to be savoring this amazing day. My wife and I spent the morning looking at family photo albums. There is no greater blessing than to be a husband and dad. Happy St. Patrick's Day to all my friends and family. May your day be filled with great joy. Have a great day.
Friday, March 16, 2018
I shot this picture yesterday while on a nature hike. It's nice to see the geese again, a sign that Spring is in the air. These geese instinctively know what we as humans sometimes forget – teamwork gets the job done faster and more efficiently. When one goose drops out of formation, it realizes how much more challenging it is to fly solo and soon rejoins the others. If one of the members of the team gets sick or injured, two will stay behind to make sure their teammate is safe.
I'm ready to return to my family and friends on Monday. It's time to soar again. The injury time-out is almost over. Special thanks to the geese who dropped out of formation and watched over me during my recovery. I'm not afraid to spread my wings because I know flying in formation will ease the pressure while I rebuild my muscles. It's all geese work. I'm ready. See you soon. Have a great day.
Thursday, March 15, 2018
Today's message is dedicated to my wife. She really stepped up during my time of crisis. Years ago I woke up in the middle of the night thinking I was experiencing a heart attack. She didn't miss a beat, driving me to the hospital, going over check lists in case I didn't make it, and helping me to remain calm. My emergency room visit turned out to be a false alarm related to drinking too much Mountain Dew. I changed my ways and immediately got started on a journey to better eating habits. All seemed well until I hit an ice patch nearly six weeks ago during a severe Winter storm and got t-boned by an oncoming van traveling 50mph. The real agony for me was being separated from my love the first night I was in the trauma center with seven broken ribs and an injured spleen. The roads were far too dangerous for her and our daughter to risk driving to the hospital. Our oldest son kept watch, sharing my corny jokes with my wife to reassure her I was going to be okay.
Winter is almost over. I'm ready to rejoin the land of the living. I'm planning on an indoor swim session this morning and a short hike in the afternoon. The highlight of my day will be having dinner with my wife when she returns home from work. She kept our household together during my time of healing and managed to get me to all my doctor appointments. I'm one of the lucky ones. I have someone to share my life with in the good times and the bad. I already know what she's going to say when we raise our wine glasses in a toast tonight, "we're celebrating life." And my reply will be, "I'm celebrating my wife, the love of my life." She shows me with her actions the real meaning of those vows we shared 28 years ago... "in sickness and in health." Thank you, my lady. I love you with all my heart. Have a great day.
Wednesday, March 14, 2018
I got some good news from one of my doctors yesterday. He's happy my body is recovering on its own and further draining of my pleural effusion is not necessary. He told me broken ribs take the longest to heal because breathing keeps the bones in motion. That's okay with me. I'm just happy to be rounding third and heading for home on my recovery efforts. I'm expecting to have all my restrictions lifted on Monday, March 19. My plan is to spend some time with family for two additional weeks before returning to my day job.
I would like to thank my teammates for stepping up during my absence and my boss for all her support during my time away. I'm looking forward to getting back into my regular routine soon. I promised my doctor I would start slow on the tennis courts. The last thing I want to do now is go backwards. Thanks again for your good thoughts, prayers, cards, letters, text messages and phone calls. I'm hoping to be able to thank you in person soon. Have a great day.