Enjoy your life even if they don’t want you to. -M. Taggart
I tell myself to seize the day.
When all I want to do is look out the window,
and enjoy the moment. I suppose I’m doing both.
I’m currently in the middle of one of the busiest times of my life. I’m launching a new company. We recently hired seven people and the building is nearly complete.
I’ve scheduled inspections with the city and we hope to open in just over a month.
My participation on here has been sporadic. That will change soon enough. I miss you all.
See you soon,
Poem Up! #Global Desire
The wonderful Gabriela Marie Milton has selected a very precise time to publish my poem
“Global Desires” on MasticadoresUSA.
It’s dark, with little wind, and we are alone watching
only the flames and listening to the crackling, and
smelling the aroma of the burning pine and oak.
Each flame is unique with movements and degrees
of color created by the moment of energy released.
Each differing angle, while flickering clues, is
You can read the full poem here:
Thanks everyone, and cheers!
Check this writer out :) pls and tks!
I feel that this writer needs more eyeballs on their work.
So please, give it a look-see!
I hope that everyone’s morning and day is as good as possible!
Please ‘click’ on over and check out the interview!
“M.- Since when do you write? Was there a specific moment that prompted you to start writing?
5th grade. In tiny hand writing. I still have the story. I begged my teacher to read it. He, Mr. Silverman, told me he needed to use a magnifying glass to read the words.”
Thanks to both Juan Re Crivello, Fundador de Masticadores, and the wonderful author and editor Gabriela Marie Milton.
Have a great day!
They taught us not to need each other
Then we needed everything
Oh, it’s on!
I love Gavin. I’m blessed to be his father. I don’t understand how a parent could have the capacity to not love their child. And yet, so many don’t. And so many do. I’m in the ‘do’ category. I always knew I wanted to be a father. And bam! Here I am! And there he is. Looking rather serious and daring me to sink his battleship.
The doctor told my wife to call her when she starts to bleed. We had already lost one. I held on to Faith- Tell life it can’t. Gavin wasn’t supposed to be born. So we were told. Somehow Megan and I suffered a bit more though. Megan nearly died during an ectopic rupture when Gavin was nearly two years old.
Megan lived. Gavin lived. I’m trying my best to live.
Gavin won. In so many ways.
Gavin is five. Not sure about his soul though.
Factoids from a 5-year-old.
Yesterday I picked Gavin up from school and told him I was going to drive him to a surprise. Gavin loves surprises! I drove him to a toy store and told him I was going to buy him a toy for absolutely no reason other than that I loved him. I gave him a budget and in we went. He picked out Tyro, a blue and stretchy Dino figure.
Just as I was paying for his new toy he decided he had something to say to the friendly cashier.
“Excuse me. Do you see that human right there? That’s my Dad.”
Well, there we have it. My son acknowledged my existence as a human and also as his father. I can rest easy.
P.S.,- As some of you know, I’m a very proud father and husband 🙂
Have a great day and buy someone a toy! lol they may just have something to say.