Posts Tagged ‘biography’

Lyrically, Darius Rucker has become quite family-oriented since his Hootie and the Blowfish days. One gets a sense that his music has become very auto-biographical, and as any marketer these days will tell you, “Story sells.” And if you can draw someone into your personal story like Rucker does, well that’s just golden. He has done that with me, more than once.

The song that inspired this post is “It Won’t Be Like This For Long”.  And like any good storyteller, Darius directs me to introspection, especially where it concerns my beautiful sixteen-year-old daughter:

“…when he drops her off at preschool, she’s clinging to his leg
The teacher peels her off of him, he says, “What can I do?”
She says now don’t you worry, this’ll only last a week or two
It won’t be like this for long
One day soon you’ll drop her off, and she won’t even know you’re gone
This phase is gonna fly by if you can just hold on
It won’t be like this for long
Some day soon she’ll be a teenager, and at times he’ll think she hates him
Then he’ll walk her down the aisle and he’ll raise her veil
But right now she’s up and cryin’, and the truth is that he don’t mind
As he kisses her good night and she says her prayers

… And just watchin’ her it breaks his heart, ‘cause he already knows
It won’t be like this for long.”

Now, my daughter was seven years old when I met her. So recollecting our history together leads to a bit of pining for missed chances, daydreaming about what might have been, and sadness about the lack of early birthday photos together. I never even got to see her head off to preschool. I get the teenager years, but missed the earlier things. I would have loved to have been her Daddy when she was that cute little squirt I never knew.

Just when I become maudlin, it’s Hootie to the rescue once again – this time from a song called “This” (and the family-centered lyrics are, again, dazzling in their poignancy):

“Got a baby girl sleeping in my bedroom and her mama laughing in my arms
There’s the sound of rain on the rooftop and the game’s about to start
I don’t really know how I got here but I’m sure glad that I did
And it’s crazy to think that one little thing could’ve changed all of it
Maybe it didn’t turn out like I planned, maybe that’s why I’m such, such a lucky man

For every stoplight I didn’t make
Every chance I did or I didn’t take
All the nights I went too far
All the girls that broke my heart
All the doors that I had to close
All the things I knew but I didn’t know
Thank God for all I missed, ‘cause it led me here to this”

Rucker got to savor those very early moments, and I didn’t. But Lord only knows how badly I’d have screwed things up if I’d been there in those early years for my little girl. I am fairly certain I wasn’t the man I needed to be in those days, and my immaturity would have been a bad, probably flammable, influence.

So instead of dwelling on the baby girl I didn’t meet until she was seven, I thank God for the path he sent me on that got me here. When I was in college, I had no idea that this is where I was headed. When I bought my first car, when I spent all those lost weekends following the local Atlanta bands, when I packed up my things and moved out of my folks’ home, when I turned down that one job and took that other one…

Thank God for all I missed, ‘cause it led me here to this.








We often think about the paths we didn’t take. What decisions have you made that, at the time sounded like steps backward, but turned out marvelous? Tell your story in the comments below.




Happy Half Year

Posted: July 6, 2011 in Growth
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Everyone gets so excited about January 1, setting goals and listing their resolutions. I admit, it is helpful to have a solid line of demarcation, but who says it has to be at year’s end? Why not the exact midway-point between one year’s end and the next – say, July 1?

There are gobs of topics and news items that have popped up since last I wrote, and even a couple of goals accomplished since the year began. Which leads to another idea – if a goal is reached before the year ends, why not redirect my efforts towards a new goal? More on that soon. Meanwhile, here are a few new things this year that may appear in upcoming posts:

  • Softball – second season
  • Hiatus from DYB10Y
  • 50 books in 2011 (did this last year, too)
  • 50 beers in 2011, and Summit’s 100 Draught Passport program
  • Buick purchase
  • Kid off to college
  • Map-Cat close (turrns out the ones who needed it failed to understand that they needed it)
  • Telework pitch – fail?
  • New boss with big ideas of his own – but facing similar obstacles as mine
  • Warrior Dash! (goal reached!)
  • Inspired by 4HWW, frustrated by those who would never get it
  • Sunday DVD classes grow
  • Minimalist goals / mindset for minimalist home life
  • New kitchen, dining area, rugs
  • Golf with Paul
  • Subversive website launch for the boss
  • And probably much more that I can’t remember just now…

So it seems that I ought to have a lot that prevents me from claiming writer’s block.

As for my half-year’s resolutions, I have chosen this blog as a venue for acheiving this goal: 50 posts in 2011! Wonder how many “50”s I can hit this year…

And how many things should be on my list to STOP doing (that’s right, Blockbuster movies-by-mail, I’m talking to you!)



Last Wednesday night’s Libertarian Dime episode was my podcast debut. I’ve been a fan of the show since the end of November, and began listening to the live feed a couple of months ago, chiming in on the live chat room. A couple of weeks ago Jonathan and I chatted online libdimefor awhile after the show, and later in the week he asked me to be a guest host. I was waiting for Shane’s finished and edited version to review it and write down my thoughts, but then remembered that the raw recording was available. My first impression of the show is that I definitely need a better microphone.

I wish I had had a bio ready… it seems like I should have known that question was coming. There were a lot of things I wish I had mentioned, and I wonder why I wandered off topic the way I did. Here’s what I should have said:

I’m happily married, have two kids and two cats. I live in the metro Atlanta area, but I grew up in Flint, Michigan, home of the UAW, Michael Moore, New Kids on the Block, and Grand Funk Railroad. My j.o.b. is for a well-known national charitable organization, but I am trying to put together an event maps business on the side. Like many people my age, I feel like I spent a dozen or more years wasting time and now I’m finally pointing the right direction – financially, physically, mentally, vocationally and spiritually. But it’s a long row to hoe.

In the ’80s and ’90s I was youthfully and inconsistently opinionated. I thought when Clinton ran for his first term as president his ideas for socialized health care were great, and that’s why he had my vote – except that I never voted, because that’s how they get you for jury duty. When I “grew up” I realized that my desire for socialized health care was entirely because I was poor and I wanted to avoid paying for it myself. Although the 2000 presidential race caught my attention (I still think there was a lot of ballot fraud and pulled strings in Florida), I didn’t really start paying close attention to current events until after 9/11. I started listening to talk radio and stopped listening to John Stewart and Bill Maher. I started reading books about mortgages, history and ethics – books that would teach me things and not just entertain me. I stopped watching television and started exercising.

In 2008, the Democrats nominated not one but several of the most left-wing candidates for president ever, the Republicans nominated the most uninspiring candidate possible, and Georgia looked like a close call for conservatives in every race… so I registered to vote for the first time in my life – hoping to make a difference. I listen to the Cato Daily Podcast and did a search for other Libertarian podcasts, which led me to the Libertarian Dime.

Later in the show, Shane surprised me with a question about PBO at the G20 summit. I think I did all right in that discussion, having read stuff about it all week. I think Shane was trying to say that it doesn’t matter what our president does overseas, America will remain much the same. My point, which I think sounded better on review than it did live, was that we are the big dog and shouldn’t be embarrassed about it. In the days that followed the show, I got to thinking that we should do an episode on American exceptionalism. Wikipedia has a nicely concise explanation of the term.

When health care came up, I thought, “Oh, no. I don’t care about this topic. Hope I can keep up.” I came up with a comment about the doc in Manhattan, and although I didn’t find the link during the show, I did provide it to the guys after the show.

So far, so good. Up to this point in the show I don’t sound like a boob.

We moved on to briefly touched on wealth envy, global control of business, and the economy. I was having a little trouble putting my ideas together, but it sounded rational enough. I didn’t sniffle and say, “umm.” There wasn’t much to add on the topic in the time we had available. If I had notes prepared, I might have floated a few ideas to see what the guys thought, but maybe we’ll save those for another day.

Overall, I think the show didn’t suck, and it was a lot of fun. Hope I get invited back regularly.