Monthly Archives: March 2025

It’s been 10 years…

Ten years ago my first child was born, and I started to learn what it meant to be a father. Ten years ago I published my first Novel, and gained another title of Author. I went on to have another son, and write two more books to finish out the first trilogy.

Strange to think that a decade has passed, in some ways it feels longer, in others it went by too quick. My boys are growing, and learning so much. They are far more important to me than anything else that I’ve done. Their mother is still my favorite, and I make sure she knows that. The oldest plays football (American) the youngest wants to try soccer in the fall. They both get good grades, and try to learn much more (which is more important than the letter of their grade). We share interests, in video games, and hikes in the woods. If I’m outside doing something they want to be there too.

I’ve got more stories I’m wanting to finish, both at home and on the page. I prioritize the ones at home, which keeps my new books delayed. One day my tale will end, yet theirs has just begun. Ten years have passed, and the next is on the way. I hope they will love their families and that our stories together will stay.

A truth about life

We have a lot of people talk about “truth” over the last few years. Most mean something that “feels core” or “is as factual as emotion can be for me”, but those aren’t what I’m talking about today.

I’m wanting to reveal something deeper than an emotion. Something stronger than the bonds of our feelings for one another (both good and ill). Something sweeter than sugar, and more bitter than death.

You see, that is what truth is. It’s foundational, it’s impersonal, it doesn’t care about your desires. It doesn’t make you feel good, and it doesn’t make you feel bad. Truth makes you think, not feel, it’s not emotional but rational. Every other “truth” falls short of the meaning of the word, fundamentally falls short.

The only amount of money that will prevent you from worrying about money is 0. Like actual 0 not $17.27, but nothing, without any coming in ever. Then you will worry about food, shelter, warmth, and where you will get those from.

You see money can buy you those things, but it buys a lot of other things too, so when you worry about money you’re not really worried about your needs, but your wants.

I’m not saying seek poverty, but quit seeking more in order to “not worry about it anymore”, because such an amount doesn’t exist.

That is the truth of the matter.