I watched a lot of the NFL Honors special last night. The NFL has done a great job turning season awards and the announcement of the new Hall of Fame class into a grand event. I was especially happy to see our very own Dak Prescott win the Walter Payton NFL Man of the Year award. During the montage, they spoke of his brother who lost his life to suicide and showed a clip of what Dak wrote on his wristband, “Ask 4 Help.” That made me think of the time I asked for help and how my then wife and her privileged family used that against me in court to keep my children away from me. That hurt. It still hurts. My faith tells me to forgive. In some ways I have, but in some ways I simply don’t know how to. I reached out for help and all they did was turn their back and take me to court.
This Sunday will mark the two-year anniversary of my wife leaving me and her preventing the kids from speaking to me for four straight nights. I spoke to them daily until then, even when I was gone overnight for an out of town trip. I then had to go 137 agonizing nights before I could tuck them in their own beds. Hurt me all you want, but why do anything to hurt the kids? They sure did ruin my son’s 9th birthday. He still cries about, in his words, “how horrible it was.” Preventing children from speaking to their parent is a form of child abuse. I will always think of my ex and her mother and sister as child abusers. They claim Christ is first in their lives and live according to his ways. I’ve tried to have a coming together so we all could make amends, but they will have none of it. Is there a log in my eye? I have many faults and failed in my walk many times. I am not without sin; but I’m just calling out child abusers for who they are. It’s a damn shame my children are still forced to interact with such toxic people. Maybe one day I’ll really go unfiltered and tell you what I think of them. You don’t know the half of it.
Money will not buy you happiness, but it will open up countless opportunities.
I bet over the next two decades the State of the Union will slowly turn into something like Parliament. Future presidents will have to stop mid-speech and react and answer to almost nonstop heckles and questions.
I don’t think I’ve ever fallen asleep this way or seen anyone else do this – Sleep starts: Why your body ‘hiccups’ as you fall asleep – “Sleep starts usually involve one strong jerk that moves most of your body, with the arms and legs more likely to be affected. This can jolt you awake before you have the chance to fall asleep.”
Record-breaking Egg Profits Prompt Accusation Of Price Gouging – A farmer-advocacy organization says record-breaking increases in the price of eggs isn’t being caused by inflation or avian flu, as claimed by egg companies, but by price collusion among the nation’s top egg producers.
This Sunday will mark the two-year anniversary of my wife leaving me and her preventing the kids from speaking to me for four straight nights. I spoke to them daily until then, even when I was gone overnight for an out of town trip. I then had to go 137 agonizing nights before I could tuck them in their own beds. Hurt me all you want, but why do anything to hurt the kids? They sure did ruin my son’s 9th birthday. He still cries about, in his words, “how horrible it was.” Preventing children from speaking to their parent is a form of child abuse. I will always think of my ex and her mother and sister as child abusers. They claim Christ is first in their lives and live according to his ways. I’ve tried to have a coming together so we all could make amends, but they will have none of it. Is there a log in my eye? I have many faults and failed in my walk many times. I am not without sin; but I’m just calling out child abusers for who they are. It’s a damn shame my children are still forced to interact with such toxic people. Maybe one day I’ll really go unfiltered and tell you what I think of them. You don’t know the half of it.