How to Play the Game

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Sometimes you’re  holding Aces. Sometimes you’re holding Jokers.  All that matters is you know when and how to play your hand.

A Walk to Remember

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After three weeks of rain, it is finally sunny. I went for a walk on the trails today at work. I loved being out there after sitting at a desk all day. Wish I could have stayed out all day.

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Afternoon Walk

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I love this tree. I pass it when I go for my afternoon walk at work. Every time I walk under it, I feel like I am walking under a giant umbrella made of leaves. It’s massive and covers the whole street. I couldn’t even get it all in the pics.

Love or Hate

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The person who brings out the best in you can also bring out the worst….

We Don’t Need No Thought Control

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Yes, This!

A Buick in the Land of Lexus

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Our kids are in CRISIS.

I work with teenagers in an affluent suburban area.

They don’t comprehend what they read. They use calculators to multiply 10 x 10. The average high school junior has no clue what the word “diligent” means.

They write essays resembling those of a 5th grader. About how Albert Einstein discovered electricity.

In tests administered in reading, science and math to 15 year-olds globally, we are behind TWENTY NINE countries in math. And our kids’ performance in reading and science is  not much better. And yet, American investment in education is unrivaled, globally.

Are you scared yet?

We lead the world in the consumption of illegal recreational drugs. And one of the chief sales outlets?

Our SCHOOLS.

Our teenage suicide rate is the highest in the world.

EVERY DAY there are over 5,400 suicide attempts by kids in grades 7 – 12.

NOW are you scared?

The two places teenagers…

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People facing death don’t think about what degrees they have earned, what positions they have held, or how much wealth they have accumulated. At the end, what really matters is whom you love and who loved you.

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Don Charisma


«People facing death don’t think about what degrees they have earned, what positions they have held, or how much wealth they have accumulated. At the end, what really matters is whom you love and who loved you.»

— Bernadine Healy, MD


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Raising Mari

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A couple of days ago, I had a conversation with a friend about raising kids.  I have  one year old and I realize I raise her differently than how many of my friends and family raise their kids. My friend doesn’t have kids but wants to in the future.

I was telling her how someone told me I should whip my child to break her from being bad. Now, I have nothing against parents who spank their children as punishment for misbehaving. I cannot tell anyone how to raise their child but I will not whip my one year old, who is just now figuring out the world around her.

When someone says a child needs to broken in by whipping, it makes me think of slavery.  Slave owners used to beat their slaves to break them of bad behaviors. To strip them of their identity so they would become the person Master wanted. To beat them into submission. These scars and “teachings”  are still carried today by many black families.

I refuse to beat my child into submission or to break her spirit.  I will not instill in her if she makes a mistake or tests her boundaries she will be physically harmed by the person who is supposed to protect her. I will not teach her she cannot explore the world around her without fear of punishment. I will not strip her of her identity because she doesn’t do things my way.  Don’t get me wrong, I do discipline when needed but without causing physical harm or fear.

Yes, she can test the boundaries sometimes.  She can be defiant and even mischievous but she is one. She is this little girl in a strange world trying to figure out what she can do.  It is my responsibility, as her mother, to teach, guide, and help her grow.  It is my job to pick her up when she falls, to let her know it is OK to try new things and to make mistakes. Most of all, it is OK for her to express and be who she is.