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Emotions Running High
It’s no secret at this point that my family is moving to Colorado this summer. So, as any responsible citizen of a great city should, I’ve begun completion of my Charleston bucket list. I’m trying to think of all of the things I wanted to do while I’ve lived here and then… do them. On…
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Nothing is Wasted
I am a cold-weather guy. I love the crisp air at the first sign of fall. I love seeing my breath during the first cold snap of the season. I complain and whine after Charleston’s 2 weeks of winter comes to an abrupt close and the humidity moves in faster than a millennial moving back…
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Running Start
I recently posted about the process of my youngest learning to walk and how she overcame the fear that prevented her from even trying to walk for quite some time. Now, she’s a little pro. She walks; she climbs; she stands on furniture, toys, and people; and best of all, she runs. She is a fast…
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Hand foot and mouth, stomach bugs, and flu like symptoms.
It’s been one of those weeks. One of those weeks where everyone in the Hair house (except for me… so far… fingers crossed… praise Jesus) has gotten sick. Normally, for us, illness makes it’s rounds sequentially and consistently. I mean to say that if the littlest brings home a stomach bug, 2 days later the…
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Taking the Easy Way Out
I’m sure we’ve all had someone in our life at some point tell us this, “Don’t take the easy way out.” It usually comes at a time when we are faced with some great challenge. For a straight “A” student it could be, “Should I stay in my standard classes and get good grades or…
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The Trouble with Standing
Think back to the last time you learned a new skill. Better yet, think about the last time you learned a new skill that involved physical pain as a consequence of failure. For me, this was when I decided to join a Cross-fit group. One wayward swing of a kettlebell can result in a quick trip…
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Burn the Plows
Familiarity is like a warm blanket and a hot cup of coffee. I’m not talking about just any warm blanket. I’m talking about when you wake up on a Saturday morning and it’s cold and rainy outside. Just as you’re dreading the feeling of losing the covers you hear the dryer stop. That’s the kind…
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The Last Half Mile
I fancy myself a runner. There’s something about putting in some headphones and taking off down the street that allows me to clear my head and really focus for a few minutes. I am of course saying that my head is clear because I can’t focus on anything except for breathing and staying conscious. In…
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