Give It While You Can

What is love?

Some people believe
It to be all romance.
Sweaty bodies entangled in
Passionate late night embraces.

A mother’s good night butterfly kisses.
A father’s strong hands protecting.
A brother or sister arm in arm
Always by your side.

And, when your family would
Never understand?
A dear friend to hold
Your hand.

These things are nice:
A little comfort,
A little spice.
But love is more.

Love lives in those moment after,
When you didn’t do right.
Or, when no one would
Fault you for your heart’s spite.

When it is anything but easy,
But we choose to give it anyway.
That is when we know the answer to:
“What is love?”

It’s a verb.
It’s action.
It’s alive.
Love is you.

It is you, giving,
With shaky voice and confession.
Vulnerable. Hat and heart and soul
Humbly resting in your open out stretched hands.

It is you, giving,
Redemption and grace.

Be it to your mother, father,
brother, sister,
Enemy, lover, friend
Or mate.

In this world?


Give it while you can…

Cause we may not be here tomorrow.

Use Your Summer Words

Sometimes, Too much truth Wants to come out, All at the same time. And that is when I find My typing fingers twisted, And the keyboard’s tongue tied. But, maybe all I need is just a start. A simple;  “Hey! Hi! I’m still here! I haven’t lost my heart, I’m still in the Game. I

Teegar and Me

I felt him lean in and breath deeply. “Oh, mommy… I love the smell of your hair. It smells like water and flowers and fresh air.” Then he drifted off into sleep, Hugging Teegar and me. The one and only, Teegar the Great!

Keeping Faith

Here I keep faith with those who have paid the ultimate price for my free life. Keeping faith is more than thanks. Keeping faith is the continual struggle for freedom, so that their sacrifice is not in vain. Through my words and my life, though small, insignificant, and meek. I strive and struggle and learn


For today, turn it off. The fractions, the distractions, And all those moaning contraptions. For today, turn it all off! It’s your choice. Speak your words for the public, Dress and wrap them boldly. Or, speak a lyrical silence. Your thoughts a private treasure, To be puzzled out and savored instead. Yes. That is it.

Authors Of Our Lives

The hardest things we must learn to write, Are the hopes and dreams and deeds That sum up a life. So, endeavor each moment, Each day, learn to refine every character, Every line. And, let us continue to write, until the only Keys left to work, are the ones that spell: Kindness, Truth, Love, and

Mi Vida Loca: Love, Life, and Lifting.

Usually my weightlifting and workout gear lives in my coach/training partners garage gym. But, I have been training with my weightlifting coach Ryan Landis and performing my Open workouts at Crossfit Roots for a number of weeks now. So, lately you can find my gear dumped in my passenger seat. This particular day was a

And She Is Blessed…

The Krispy Kreme Sack

I was in a conversation with Mike, a family friend we only see once a year at Thanksgiving dinners. He has this great big smile on his face as he asks his opening question: “So what are you doing this year, working?” Me: “Oh, you’ll never guess what I am up to now!” Mike: “Oh,

“Do The Thing”

I want to share a video from Elliot Hulse. There is so much truth in here. In all my clumsiness, this is what I have been striving towards and writing about. But Elliot Hulse says it and does it so much better than I do that I wanted to share his wise words here. I