The Lemonettes are raising money to help kids battling cancer. This year, an anonymous donor is challenge YOU to help us get to the $1,000 mark (if not more). The donor will match our donations, up to $1,000. That is HUGE! We can only get there with your help. Please donate today! http://bit.ly/TheLemonettes2016
Whip's scoliosis journey began two weeks ago. In two weeks, the next phase in her journey will begin. We will be right by her side the whole way. It'll be a tough road, but the destination is not too far in the distance. She'll be a better and tougher young woman, physically and mentally for it. She will meet this challenge head on and someday, we will reflect on the road we took together and smile.
Today I learned that my youngest has idiopathic scoliosis. Her primary care physician noticed it during a physical. She sent us to Children's Hospital in Boston to see an orthopedic specialist. The experience was life altering.
Father's Day posts. They are a dime a dozen. I write one every year. This year, I'm writing a post TO my Father's Day post about how I can't write the post. Follow me? I'm too busy. #DadLife is just taking up too much time for me to write it. Let me explain.
You know this isn't your typical thank mom Mother's Day post. There's really nothing I can say that millions of others haven't said about their moms. This more about why us knuckleheads need to say thank you, often. Happy Mother's Day to you moms out there getting it done, day in and day out.
Music is something that has been stuck in my ear since I was a baby. Dad was a rockstar and loved classic rock. Mom loves R&B and the Motown classics. My musical interests span both and then some, which means, my kid's interests are even more expansive and I'm cool with that.
Raising girls has been quite the journey, but so far so good. Of course, I have grand plans for them to go on to do great things and change the world in their own way. In fact, I want them to be super heros. Nothing wrong with that, right?
There are all types of coaches and I as I coach two softball teams this year, I think about the "coaching" my Dad gave my brother and I growing up. He was never a big athlete, but he was athletic. We dragged him all over the place to play baseball, basketball and football. As a coach, I've taken some of the things I learned from those days and put them to work with my teams. Thanks pops.
Three years ago, a wonderful day was ripped apart by an unspeakable act. There have been a million stories from that day. Some public. Some not. Some horrific. Some inspiring. Mine is neither, but it's mine and I wanted to share it. What's your story?
Running is hard. It sucks. I'm not good at it. When I try to do it, I hate it more. I know there are a number of benefits to it, but it still doesn't make it any easier. Recently, I found a much better reason for giving this running thing a go, which makes all the sense in the world. I run so I can walk.