Uncle Dan

My uncle passed away on May 20. It was sad, but it was time...his time. But it was still hard, even knowing that. My family had the most perfect memorial for him at a lake...his favorite lake in East Texas where he had fished hundreds of times. We had a celebration with food, beer, live music, fishing and love. Tons of people came to remember and celebrate a life well lived. I made a video to show. Everyone who knew Danny loved it...it turned out to be a perfect reflection of his life. It showcased how friends, family, fishing and fun were the 4 things he lived for. He only lived 48 years, but everyday was full for him. He had no regrets. He LIVED...more than most people know how to.

The video in 3 parts: (the second is my favorite, if you're gonna watch one)

Thoughts on Love

I haven't had many long term relationships. In turn, I haven't had many heart breaks. I'm thankful for this. Granted, my heart has hurt plenty due to unrequited love, missed chances and unmet expectations. But regardless of it all, I am optimistic about love.

Having love: It will be wonderful. It will be easy. It will rock me.

In all my optimism, I am equally realistic about love. Just because I like someone, they won't always like me. They may like me as a friend. They may like my friend instead. Just because someone is perfect on paper, it won't mean I'll click with them. Just because I click with someone right away, it won't mean we're compatible in all areas. And that is all OK. It's all real.

Finding love: It is terrible. It is hard. It rocks me.

Puke Free

Today is an important day for me. It has been one year since I last puked. I remember it so vividly. Bridget's birthday. I started feeling sick to my stomach during dinner. It got progressively worse as we moved the party to a bar for dancing. Then it got so bad I went home early and crawled into bed, holding my stomach. I fell asleep uncomfortably. Then I woke up an hour or so later and ran to the bathroom and there is all came...the worse case of food poisoning I've ever had. Caused by Sushi. It came out both ends. At the same time. It hurt. It upset me. It disgusted me. I went back to bed and then felt queasy for the next day or two. I didn't really eat for about 4 days. I lost a pants size. I eventually started eating normally again...but in fear of food poisoning. I've pretty much stayed away from sushi since; although I love it. And my pants size went back to normal eventually.

But it's been a year. It went by fast. Bridget celebrates again and we celebrate with her. This June seems so similar to last June already. I've lost a pants size again (but not b/c I didn't eat for 4 days; I've been working out like mad). I met a guy this week and immediately felt at ease with him. Which also happened last June.

Life is good. I'm puke free and that is the way for me.

Hideaway by The Weepies

Take the sky
For example
A canvas of a billion suns
But our local hero
Shines them out by day
Save for the winking of a Venus or Mars

Even the stars
Sometimes fade to gray
Even the stars
Hideaway

I see the bare moon
Raise it's big bald head
I see my friends play the fool
I'll make my own way
In the wide world
Just know I don't want to wander too far

Even the stars
Sometimes fade to gray
Even the stars
Hideaway

Some call me all kinds of names
Some say I don't the play the right kind of game
I try to be honest
I try to be kind
And honestly leave when I know that it's time

I know that it's time

Hear a phoebe sing his only song
The summer's day is hovering
I’ll write my full heart,
troubles fly like embers
Out the windows of our traveling car

Even the stars
Sometimes fade to gray
Even the stars
Hideaway