Happy, Happy Birthday Sweetheart

It never gets any easier hitting milestones without you. And, of course, this is another milestone for you, my dear wife. Happy, Happy Birthday!

While we were never big on splashy birthday parties, especially after the kids were grown. But we did celebrate quietly, marking each birthday with a special dinner and maybe some weekend plans. For the past 10 years, we didn’t even get that.

I dug out some old birthday cards you had saved. This struck a chord. It means as much today as it did the year I first gave it to you. If you saved it, it must have had an impact on you as well.

A Birthday Wish For My Wife

When there’s a word you love to hear, then LOVE will know it.

When there is comfort to be offered, LOVE will show it.

When there is a way of giving cheer, then LOVE will find it.

For so often when we’re happy, LOVE‘s behind it.

G.W. Douglas

For all the ways you showed your love, I love you very much.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

Yesterday …

… Today …

… Tomorrow and Through Eternity.

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: Remember, a little love goes a long way and a lot … goes forever.

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Saturday with Santa

I woke up Saturday morning, stretched and headed downstairs. Angelina beat me down and started barking like a crazy dog. So I rushed to the kitchen to find Santa standing there with his finger up his round, snowy white beard shushing Angelina. Angelina immediately stopped barking and started wagging her tail.

I squinted my eyes and said, “Santa?”

“Good morning, Joe,” he answered.

“Santa?” I repeated. “What are you doing here?”

“I was in the neighborhood and thought I’d stop by and say hi. Hi!”

The questions swirled in my mind as the jolly old elf handed me a cup of coffee {yes, he brewed the coffee}. “How did you know I was here? Why are you here?”

“I know where everyone is,” he quipped with a smile.

“But how did you know I would be here?

“I follow you on social media. I knew you were launching your  book — congratulations, by the way, the first one was a real keeper — so I figured I’d drop by.”

“The launch is Sunday. How did you know I wasn’t on the road today?”

“Because when I was up in Maine doing a dry run yesterday, I noticed your car wasn’t in the parking lot. I figured you headed down … and I was right! Here you are!”

“Okay, okay, but why are you here?” I asked.

“Duh, what do I do on the Saturday before Thanksgiving?”

“How could I forget. You make an appearance at the old St. Mary’s School Bazaar up in Waterloo. And somehow I always get sucked into your schemes.”

Santa reached into his velvety red coat, pulled out a list and made a check on it “Sucked into my schemes, not on the good side,” he mused.

“Okay, we know what you’re doing here, but what are you doing HERE?”

“I need your help,” he blurted out.

“Again?”

“Yes, smarty, again.”

“Parking issues like last year?”

“No, not really. The sleigh is parked in the back forty.”

“Okay…” I offered with animated hands.

“It needs some work.”

“What do you mean it needs some work?”

“Well, I brought some of the understudies with me to scope the area. I figured with the fresh snow, it would be a good time to practice some landings and take-offs with them …”

I interrupted, “and they crashed the sleigh.”

“No, no. No. No! They did very well.”

“Okay?”

“It seems on one of the landings, the mute pedal got tangled in some slush-covered brush and dropped from the bracket on the underbelly of the sleigh.”

“The mute pedal?”

“Yeah,” he responded. “It’s the piece that puts me in stealth mode so I don’t wake everybody up.”

“Okay, but how does this affect me?”

“Well it just happened up the road. What a clatter! What a clatter!” he offered. “Luckily I spotted your car, so I figured I would drop by and see if you could give me a lift.”

“Well, sure, I guess so,” I sheepishly said, not wanting any more check marks on the bad side of the ledger.

“Besides,” Santa said. “We always have such a good time together.”

That’s true. Although I wouldn’t admit it, I look forward to meeting up with the big guy before Christmas. I’ve been meeting him on and off for years. One year he got lost when his new GPS put him on Route 96A instead of Route 96. Another year he tracked me down in St. Thomas. And still another he ran into some sleigh trouble, just like this year. And he was right. Our visits were always fun and exciting with good conversation. And you know, you do have to stay on his good side.

“What about the sleigh?” I asked.

“What about it?”

“You just can’t leave it here.”

“I won’t. Called AAA North Pole and they’re sending some elves down to fix it. The last message from them was the elves should be here around 10 and it should be ready to take flight by noon.”

“That’s pretty quick, won’t it take longer?”

Santa stroked his beard for a moment, then said, “No. Elfin magic.”

“Elfin magic,” I repeated shaking my head as I went back upstairs to get ready.

On the ride to the bazzaar, Santa asked me if I was getting in the Christmas spirit”

“I’m trying,” I stammered. “I mean I’ve been watching some Christmas movies…”

“Hallmark, right?”

“Yeah, how did you know?”

Of course I got that look. “The best part of Hallmark movies is you can fall asleep during them and know what happened,” he roared with his belly shaking like a bowlful of jelly.

That brought a smile to my face. “I’ve done that a time or two.”

He continued laughing, “I know.”

Then he got a little serious. “Too often people miss the whole point of Christmas!”

“Ahhh, oookay,”

He continued, “Christmas isn’t glitter and glitz. Christmas is a feeling, an attitude. And it shouldn’t just dwell in you at Christmas. It should dwell in you each and every day of the year. Christmas is joy. Remember what that is? Christmas is wonder. Are you so old you forgot what that is?  It’s a celebration of the birth of Jesus the Christ.  It’s a time to celebrate His birth … the remarkable beginning of a life lived and sacrificed for you and me. Christ is the reason for the season. And that Love should dwell in us … not just during the Christmas season but every day.”

Of course he was right, and I saw him put that Love in action as he meandered through the auditorium and classrooms and ramps wishing every vendor, every patron a hearty “Merry Christmas!” He would stop if there was a child present to talk to them as if they were the only two people in the room. And by child I mean from two months old to two months past their 39th birthday.

I saw that Love in action as he settled in at his special spot. I watched the twinkle in his eyes as he read stories — The Christmas Eve Tree, The Snow Tree, One Maine Christmas Eve, How Santa Claus Got His Job, Guess Who’s Coming to Santa’s for Dinner?, Christmas on an Island and The Night Before Christmas. I saw the magic and awe and joy and excitement and wonder as the little ones shared a secret toy request with him. I saw the pure innocent Love dwelling in him as he answered their questions, gently reminding them the holidays are “family” time and a time for celebration.

I saw him laugh and I saw the children laugh and I thought to myself, “Man. He has this down right.”

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: Become a mentor.

 

 

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Launch Time

The formal launch of Wisdom From a Father is now history. It made its sort of debut on a snowy Sunday afternoon in Seneca County, NY, and on line at facebook.com/wisdomfromafather/

Wisdom From a Father. That’s a high bar and not to be confused with “Wisdom From the Father.” This is “a” like one of many, not “the” like the head honcho, the Big Guy.

Now that we have that settled, let’s talk about the book. But before I do, I’m going to share – what else? – a story with you.

Waaay back in the ‘70s when I was a newby production manager at a newspaper/printing house in Illinois, I came across a promotional piece from Kodak. It was a slick, full color piece featuring vibrant Easter eggs in a colorful basket. Kodak was asking newspapers to incorporate the artwork in an ad, with cash prizes going to newspapers of various sizes for their presentation.

Hmmm, I thought. Why not participate?

So, when we had our production meeting, I asked the crew what they thought. But instead of using it in an ad, I reasoned we could make a statement with a front page presentation. Skepticism is probably the best word to describe the idea. Lukewarm might be another.

It was explained to me – remember I was relatively new to the position – it couldn’t be done. You see, we had just four units on the press and traditionally, each color would take up a unit – black, cyan, magenta and yellow. The most we could run would be four pages, hardly worth the effort, even for a Saturday when we usually ran an eight page, all black ink paper.

I listened and moved on. After the meeting, I left the   slick promotional piece on the conference table.

Later in the day, when I went into the conference room, the piece was missing. And the next day, Andy, my lead pressman, walked into my office and asked me if I had a minute. We walked toward the press and Andy proceeded to explain how we COULD print an eight page paper with full color. Complete with animation, he described how, by re-wrapping the rolls, we might be able to print the yellow on the fountain of one unit, wrap the roll to pick up the magenta off the other fountain of the same unit, then pick up the cyan and black, thus using just two units for the color instead of three. That freed one unit for the second black impression.

Of course, we never did it before, so we weren’t sure it would work. And in announcing our grand experiment, I remember writing a lead-in stating our “faces may be ruddy, ruddy red, but we’re hoping the colors will pop and we’ll be able to embark on a new era for the BDR.”

As the first paper came off the folder, the experiment worked but was out of register. Andy and his crew methodically adjusted the settings and within a few moments the color registered perfectly.

We didn’t win the contest, but we learned a lot about what could be done when we think collectively out of the box … when we were willing to take a chance. I was a winner because it showed my production crew I trusted them. Through the years we worked through challenges – not as boss-employee, but together as a team.

I thought of that story as I prepared for this launch. Unfortunately, my face is “ruddy, ruddy red”. Wisdom From a Father is a no-show. I was expecting delivery Thursday, but my grandson tells me the shipment of hard copies is sitting in my living room in Maine, delivered Saturday. Forty-eight hour printing turnaround apparently doesn’t include transit – especially to the Maine Highlands — which tacked on an additional few days.

So, first bit of wisdom from a father. That’s life. And this is just another challenge to be dealt with.

I dedicated the book to my children. Through the years, they gave me reams of material to share – and some better off not shared. They have always given me their love and support. For that, I will forever be grateful.

I am also proud of the cover, which features a photo I took of Marshall Point Lighthouse in Port Clyde, ME. The long planks hopefully invite readers to the lighthouse and, in turn, to open the book and choose their own path and pace. The type — Edwardian Script — was chosen to be personal and intimate. The combination blends the illumination, resilience and comfort of the lighthouse with words that hopefully guide, build inner strength and give hope.

The text in Wisdom From a Father deals precisely with the unpredictabilities of life – the twists, the turns, the highs, the lows, the struggles and the glory. The essays are down-home reflections on life, love and family.

There are joys. There are tribulations. There are reflections. There is every day life. In each essay I try to reflect a greater Power who colors my perspective and show His extraordinary presence in the ordinary. My comments are always filtered through the lens of my Judeo-Christian values and largely based on 40 years of marriage raising five children. All were written from my heart, sometimes seriously and sometimes with a touch of humor.

There are 52 essays in Wisdom From a Father. They are independent, so they can be read any way you choose – sequentially, randomly, in a few sittings, once a week. Topics range from Conversations with God and Because He Lives to The Silly Season and The Game of Life. It includes a few book reviews, remembering 9/11 and Amazing Grace. Some of the essays are dated – I refer to the presidential race between Barack Obama and Mitt Romney – but with universal insights. It is liberally sprinkled with anecdotes from life with Karen and five kids. And each essay ends with the signature Thought To Remember.

Look for the extraordinary in the ordinary … every day!

Wisdom From a Father is available at Amazon as both a paperback and e-book.

Just as a reminder, this my second venture into the world of book publishing. I released a novella, Heaven Shining Through, last March. The novella has been receiving mostly solid 4-5 stars and positive reviews. It remains available online at Amazon and Barnes and Noble, and is listed at GoodReads.

I’m also offering a special Christmas promotion — a copy of both Wisdom From a Father and Heaven Shining Through (a $9.99 value) for $20.00 plus tax. Drop me an e-mail at wisdomfromafather@gmail.com if you’re interested in a signed copy of either book or both.

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: Share your knowledge with others.

 

 

 

 

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Five Minute Friday — One

I’m not making an excuse although I forewarned you I might not make a Friday post since I was on the road all day Friday and visiting with Santa earlier today. But, since I do like to participate in the exercise, here we are. After I post, I’ll get together and share with my fellow writers at Kate’s spot on Facebook at http://www.fiveminutefriday.com.

To entice you to check us out, I’ve also been sharing some of the experiences my fellow writers have shared as chronicled in Five Minute Friday: A Collection of Stories Written in Five Minutes Flat. This week, I’ll include the words contributed by Sabrina. I hope her words inspire you to join our writing club.

“FMF has made me stop making excuses and just write. Pick a word, realize how it moves me and spend five minutes without letting my fingers come off the keys. Five minutes of clearing my head because all of my focus is on the word. But, most importantly, FMF always aligns with how I am feeling and I feel like it is the universe’s way of telling me to stop or move or breathe. It is the final straw that I finally listen to.”

There you go. The prompt for the week is ONE. The timer is set, so it’s time to GO…

As I was driving Friday thinking about our prompt, I kept coming back to Jesus’ second coming. No, I wasn’t focused on the tribulation, rapture or people being left behind. Instead, I was think about Jesus’ reaction when He graces us with His presence again.

I can’t help but wonder if Jesus will wonder why He came in the first place. His simple message, His sole purpose has been twisted, interpreted and diluted, seemingly before His grave was even empty.

In the 2,000 years since, His message continues to erode. New doctrines and practices have replaced older ones. The singular command — love one another — seems to have gotten lost as followers fragment to follow the teaching of apostolic hierarchy, others reformists, others charismatics, others from store-front preachers who often have ordained themselves with titles.

Let’s get one thing straight. There is only one savior, … STOP

Jesus the Christ. There is only one way to heaven, through Jesus the Christ. And yet …

Almost since day one, we’ve been trying to rewrite the laws to fit our needs. We’ve been trying to show the “how” to heaven instead of the “why” and “who”. Read more. Study more. Attend more. Give more.

Jesus didn’t come the first time to give us a lesson plan. He came as a gift and a bridge to bring us sinners back into fellowship with God. Love one another … By this all will know that you are My disciples — the greatest command (John 13:34-35).

Love is a verb, an action. So, don’t tell me you’re a Baptist. Don’t preach about your mainline religions. Don’t dictate your Catholic doctrines. Don’t charismatically talk about the future.

Instead, reflect the light of Jesus. If we call ourselves Christians, followers of the Christ, we must love one another — not just our friends and neighbors, but all we come into contact with from various ethnic, religious or lifestyle backgrounds. Love one another — not by doing things for them or preaching to them, but by showing them our Jesus from our heart, from our soul. As Francis of Assisi said, you might be the only sermon some persons will hear today.

I wonder if Jesus will wonder why His followers are not one in communion with Him and each other. I wonder if Jesus will wonder if denominations are fluff. I wonder if Jesus will wonder how the rigidity of the Law returned so quickly.

I wonder what Jesus will wonder when He returns.

My prayer reflect the words Jesus prayed, that all may be one. And I add, may it start with me.

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: Don’t gossip. Period.

 

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Retirement … Sweet Retirement

It’s been approximately 16 months since I stopped punching the time clock {actually, I haven’t punched a time clock since the early summer jobs of my youth, but I digress} and stepped into “retirement.” It has been quite an experience — all in a good way. I should have done it, say, 50 years ago.

The best part about “retirement” is you get to pick and choose what activities to get involved in and what events you wish to attend. The hardest part of retirement is adjusting to a fixed income.

I was reflecting on the past 16 months however, and discovered my free spirit never got the memo. I have immersed myself in “me” work and “me” connections that has kept me as busy as I wish to be.

In the community, I became active at Dover-Foxcroft (ME) United Methodist Church, where I was named a co-lay leader and sometimes pulpit supply {something I enjoy doing}. I was also named church representative on the Dover-Foxcroft Area Food Cupboard board, dealing with the ever-growing food insecurities in Piscataquis County (https://www.dfafc.com/).

I started attending TIP (Thriving in Place) meetings to deal with local issues of interest t seniors, which morphed into Senior Commons involvement at the newly refurbished Commons at Central Hall (http://www.centralhallcommons.org/). As part of programming at the Senior Commons, I taught my first class, Take the Fear Out of Writing. Although the six week class has ended, we will gather together later this month to compare and conjoin the individual short stories produced by the class.

I have also been a fairly regular fixture at community events such as the weekly community dinner, Community Cafe and AARP Coffee Talk. The food {yes, I don’t have to cook!} is always tasty and the fellowship has led to new friendships in a community I’ve called home for just over a year {actually, it’s three years, but I was an upstate New York to Maine commuter for the first two years}.

I also rejoined Kiwanis International, Dover-Foxcroft Chapter. I was a Kiwanian back in the 70s in Illinois and 90s in New York. In a moment of weakness (?) or because of the 6:30 a.m. meeting time, I agreed to be appointed vice president when the vice president relocated to New Jersey. Of course, vice president means this year I’m president-elect and next year (2019-20) I’ll assume the president’s role.

On a personal note, I published not one, but two books in retirement. The first — a novella, Heaven Shining Through — was published last March and has been met with solid reviews. The second — Wisdom From a Father — will be formally released Sunday (Nov. 18) to coincide with a book launch at 1 p.m. at West Fayette (NY) Presbyterian Church. The book features a series of reflective essays based

Wisdom From a Father is a reflective look at life, love and family, segmented into chapters. The words are updates of posts made on this blog, wisdomfromafather.wordpress.com. All 52 essay chapters are written from the heart, sometimes seriously and sometimes with a touch of humor.

The cover features a photo of Marshall Point Lighthouse in Port Clyde, ME. The long planks hopefully invite readers to the lighthouse and, in turn, to open the book and choose their own path and pace. The type — Edwardian Script — was chosen to be personal and intimate. The combination blends the illumination, resilience and comfort of the lighthouse with words that hopefully guide, build inner strength and give hope.

Of course, my wanderlust has kept me on the road a bit as well.

Before the ink was dry on the transfer of ownership of Reveille/Between the Lakes, I was on the road for our annual grandchildren gathering. This year, there were 12 of us — myself, my chaperones, grandkids DJ, Timothy, Karly, Ella, Kaydee and Gavin and adopted granddaughter Abbi. We called Circle B Campground in Angola, IN, our almost week-long home. But the adventure included a trip to Albanese Candy in Merrillville (the other side of the state, almost Illinois), the Indiana Dunes, Yogi Bear’s Jellystone Park in Fremont and the Black Pine Animal Sanctuary in Albion. Yeah, from my Maine location, that’s about 1,076 miles — stretched a little further because we zig zagged through the back roads of Indiana — each way. Loved every mile!

Then there was the December to Remember. There were so many memories packed into the 25 day, 5,267.3 mile trip to New York, Ohio, Indiana, Kentucky, South Carolina, North Carolina, Florida, Georgia, Tennessee, West Virginia, New Jersey and Massachusetts. The blessing for the entire trip was no major incidents … just pure enjoyment with family and friends. Thank you Jesus! While those states are where Angelina and I rested our heads, we also traveled through Canada, Pennsylvania, Maryland, Connecticut and New Hampshire before rolling into the parking lot back in Maine. I visited each of my five children; took in two pro {Green Bay} football games {in Cleveland with grandsons and Carolina with oldest and youngest sons}; visited with long-lost cousins in Ohio and Indiana; finally visited the Studebaker National Museum in South Bend, IN, and National Corvette Museum in Bowling Green, KY; traveled to Florida to spend some time with my childhood friend, Bernie; spent a spectacular Christmas Eve in Nashville, TN, with my oldest son, taking a walk around Gaylord Opryland Resort (about three hours worth) and the Ice Show (Charlie Brown Christmas) including a turn down the ice tube and capping it off with dinner and Diamond Rio; and spent some time at the Jersey shore {including a visit with Bernie’s mom in Toms River, NJ}. Whew!

After a week of “rest” I was back on the road for a mini reunion in Paterson, NJ, with Don Bosco Tech classmates, Class of ’65.

After Heaven Shining Through was released, I embarked on a May mini book tour, making presentations to the library here in Dover-Foxcroft, and the five libraries in Seneca County, NY. And it was a whirlwind! Six presentations in nine days.

A four day stay in the hospital for a bout with cellulitis disrupted June plans for attending my granddaughter’s graduation, but I made it back to New York for three meet and greets in September in upstate New York.

Retirement? It’s been a blast!

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: Love people more than they deserve.

 

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Five Minute Friday — Burden

Happy Five Minute Friday.

Five Minute Friday is a discipline where independent writers join together to transform thoughts on a specific prompt word from their minds through their fingers onto the screen for five minutes. Then we get together and share our pearls of wisdom {okay, sometimes they’re swine, but the intention is always good} at Kate’s spot on Facebook at http://www.fiveminutefriday.com.

To entice you to check us out, I’ve also been sharing some of the experiences my fellow writers have shared as chronicled in Five Minute Friday: A Collection of Stories Written in Five Minutes Flat. This week, I’ll include the words contributed by Asheritah. I hope her words inspire you to join our writing club.

“I just love the Five Minute Friday community! When I first started blogging, I felt like a lonely voice drowned out in a sea of more important and impressive bloggers. But from the moment I jumped into the first FMF twitter party, these lovely ladies [and men] welcomed me with open arms and made me feel at home. And that’s exactly what FMF has been for me — an online home and a community of writers who ceaselessly encourage, cheer, and pray me on in the writing and projects the Lord lays on my heart. I couldn’t have asked for a better sisterhood.”

There you go. The prompt is BURDEN. The timer is set so it’s time to GO…

As humans, we all have our own burdens. We have the burden of getting along with our neighbors. And it is a burden because it’s a responsibility. Without cooperation, without listening and sharing, civilization is chaos.

As Christians, we carry an extra burden. Not only do we have to get along, but we have to reflect a Higher Power. Our actions, our words, our behavior should always reflect the light of the Christ we profess to follow.

Why?

Because we often — myself at the head of the line — don’t reflect the Light. We tend to go our own merry way, talk {or write} before thinking, interact … STOP

in anger, respond in an un-Christian way.

We have a duty shine the Light. We have the obligation to live for others. We have a huge responsibility as Christians. That’s our burden.

Well, that’s what I came up with this week. What’s your take on the word “burden”?

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: Look for the good in everyone. Those who make you look the hardest are usually the ones hurting the most.

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New Book … New Look

Just like that. One keystroke. “Publish”. A new book is born.

Wisdom From a Father — the book — is officially a reality. With a gulp and a prayer — actually a lot of prayer — I moved forward minutes ago. I’m still working on the e-book version, although that should be available for pre-release on Amazon.com. The book and e-book will release Nov. 18.

I am accepting pre-orders for the book. Just contact me at wisdomfromafather@gmail and I will make sure to send you a signed copy. Cost of the paperback is $13.99 plus tax. Kindle versions are $3.49. The PayPal account is secure.

I’m also offering a special Christmas promotion — a copy of both Wisdom From a Father and Heaven Shining Through (a $9.99 value) for $20.00 plus tax. Just e-mail me!

Wisdom From a Father is a reflective look at life, segmented into chapters. The words are updates of posts made on this blog, wisdomfromafather.wordpress.com. The 52 essay chapters include reflections on life, love and family. All are written from the heart, sometimes seriously and sometimes with a touch of humor.

The cover features a photo the author took of Marshall Point Lighthouse in Port Clyde. The long planks hopefully invite readers to the lighthouse and, in turn, to open the book and choose their own path and pace. The type — Edwardian Script — was chosen to be personal and intimate. The combination blends the illumination, resilience and comfort of the lighthouse with words that hopefully guide, build inner strength and give hope.

I’ve never professed to be a teacher or leader. I’m just that ordinary Joe walking on the path of life … and sharing it with you. There are joys. There are tribulations. There are reflections. There is every day life. In each essay I try to convey a recognition of a greater Power who colors my perspective. My comments are always filtered through the lens of my Judeo-Christian values and largely based on 40 years of marriage raising five children.

A mid-November Facebook Live hard launch has been scheduled at West Fayette (NY) Presbyterian Church Nov. 18 at 1 p.m. with a repeat Dec. 6 at Thompson Free Library, Dover-Foxcroft, for friends and followers from the Pine Tree State, also at 1 p.m. The books are expected to be at the launches as well.

This is my second venture into the world of book publishing. I released a novella, Heaven Shining Through, last March. The novella has been receiving mostly solid 4-5 stars and positive reviews. It remains available online at Amazon and Barnes and Noble, and is listed at GoodReads.

Of course, new ventures result in new challenges with some new looks. I’ve tried to consolidate the “brand” under the wisdomfromafather banner. By that, I mean, my Facebook author page is now at facebook.com/wisdomfromafather. I added the new e-mail account, wisdomfromafather@gmail. I intended to use the same name at Twitter, but it was two characters too long, so that link has been renamed @joesiccardi.

The central body of work will remain right here, but over the next few weeks I’ll be tweaking some design elements with the help of my family and friends. Categories will be consolidated with {hopefully} some new graphics. One new element will be more interaction including a category named Words for the Week.

As many of you know, I send out a weekly Words for the Week to family and friends. It started as a way to spend time praying for my family, friends and faith partners and share with them some nugget of encouragement for the week. Sometimes it’s a sentence. Sometimes a paragraph. Sometimes a story. I’ve discovered each one had a special meaning to some one at some time. The message just resonated with them at just the time they needed it most. I never know who until after the fact. The key element in that description is “as a way to spend time praying for my family, friends and faith partners.” I want to expand that to my blogging family, friends and faith partners.

I’ll keep you posted and explain the rationale as I make the changes.

These are exciting times for me as I refine my words and presentation. I hope they will be exciting times for you as well. I welcome your thoughts and input!

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: When people show you who they are, believe them and move that knowledge from your head to your heart.

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