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Hardest One To Lose

I don't know which is the harder one to lose; 
the one you love, or the one who dearly loved you.
~ Steve Beal Sr. 2016.
Dad and I

Dad and I. (C) 1inawesomewonder

 

It’s Alright to be Impacted by the Game

Sometimes I stay up quite late just so I can let my mind run away from the real, and approach subjects that I would much rather touch, or certainly feel.

Then there are times when I lengthen the day just to wrestle free from the noise, you know, to get out from under the distractions, and that which just annoys.

So, what. So I can prove that, maybe, something good happens after midnight, and I descend to the depths of thought, just to get to the core, then I sit and write. Continue reading

Father’s Day Gleam

Tomorrow is Father’s Day and I wanted to get this off of my mind before the actual day. Over the last couple of weeks this thought has been creeping into my psyche a little more often every day. Until these last few days, when it has downright bugged me, bothered me, and otherwise haunted me. I asked my wife yesterday, “What am I supposed to do on Father’s Day, with no father, for the first time in my life?”

I suppose I still don’t know the answer. But I know that I miss my Dad an awful lot.

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Missing Dad

I’m here in the yard, at the house I grew up in. I mowed the lawn as I usually do. But I’m missing my Dad. He’d be sitting right here, outside in the warm air. We’d be talking about this, or that, or even silently enjoying that which God created. Sharing a mutual respect for the simple things that make life grand. Seven weeks ago today, God took him home. I’m home, and I miss him.

I mowed the lawn with MapMyWalk! Distance: 1.93mi, time: 01:07:17, pace: 34:52min/mi, speed: 1.72mi/h.
http://mapmywalk.com/workout/1509954698

A Month and the Sox

April 14, 2016 – My Dad was taken home by his Lord and Saviour. There are bunches of my words that you can read if you so wish, regarding my Dad’s death found in the following links. DadThe Man is Gone. A Dad and This BoyI miss him.

May 14, 2016 – We took the twins and their older brothers to Fenway Park to see the Red Sox play. It is the 6-year-old twins’ first trip to the old ballpark in Boston.

Oh the old ballpark, that Ruth, Foxx, and Williams called home.

Oh the old ballpark, that Ruth, Foxx, and Williams called home. (c) 1inawesomewonder

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Northern Flicker

This little visitor popped by today. The twins and I were happy to take a look at this natural beauty.

Northern Flicker

(C) 1inawesomewonder 2016

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Northern Flicker2

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Northern Flicker3

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Where Have I Scene This Before?

Sometimes I happen along during the day-to-day and I see something that reminds me of a scene I have seen somewhere before. In this case, it was turkey vultures on a pole, and it reminded me of another scene. Maybe it’s a stretch, but that’s how my mind works.

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Turkey vultures that I saw. (c) 1inawesomewonder

(c) Disney

Scene I was reminded of from The Jungle Book. (c) Disney