From Ashes to Art Shows

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Life with “Mini D” was a different chapter. It took a while before he came to us. I had to make sure Oscar approved (after all, this was his family too) … plus bunk beds had to be bought… yadda yadda. He almost arrived on the one-year anniversary of Oscar, but that would be too much like having a birthday on Christmas. Each deserved their special day, so he arrived at one year and one week. Mini D was special. His eyes lit up the room, and his smile melted your heart. Everyone who saw him instantly fell in love....

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FROM ASHES TO ART SHOWS (19)

There was another child once. It was one year into being a dad when this came out of left field… “Would you be willing to take on a three-year-old?” Now I hadn’t planned on more, and I really didn’t want to take care of any human under 10 years old, but I felt there was something more. I thought… “If I’m being called, I’m being called.” He was a young African American child, currently living with a foster mom and his biological sister. She was only capable of handling the one child, and they needed to place him soon; to...

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Getting ready for a trip to Hawaii, I was dropping off my cat Teddy at his usual “Cat Hotel” when I felt a tug on my shoelace. I looked down and a fur-ocious little gray tabby kitten was trying to take me down. “Who’s this?” I inquired. They explained that she was a rescue that someone just dropped off, leaving her to become “someone else’s problem.” I wasn’t planning on having a two-cat household, but I made a promise to her. “If you’re here when I get back, you’re coming home with me.” She was there. She became “Leilani” which...

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I don’t make New Year’s Resolutions. They’re guilt-fueled attempts at virtue with a three-week expiration date. Unless you can make them any other day of the year, and you can commit to all the other supporting changes, you’re just setting yourself up for disappointment and heartache. I rather use this time to reflect and acknowledge all the accomplishments of the year and to readjust my goals based on the lessons I’ve learned. 2022 has been a very good year for me. The main pillars of my life are steady. My work, my home, and my family are on stable ground…...

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Christmases have always been a bit of a mixed bag for us. Being a time for “family” he often reminded me that I was not his “real” family… you know, his “blood”. He would often ask to spend the holidays with his aunt and half-siblings, and I totally understood, even if the reminder stung a little. I told him a number of years ago, “I may not be your father, but you are my son.” I kept reminding him that I wasn’t talking to the teenager, but rather the adult that would one day look back on this and understand....

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