3.23.2017

The Lessons A Garbage Can May Hold



The Dilemma
Life can beat down hard and fast on a body so much so that sometimes it is difficult to focus on things that need attention. I struggle with this often and find I need reminders of how simple things sometimes provide powerful lessons if I only notice. I sometimes try to pry life lessons from small things. I’m not sure if I am quirky that way or if it is some way that my occupation had molded me or if it is now my being a dad that lends itself to this. No matter what it is that influences me to be this way I recently discovered a lesson for myself and I gained it from watching our young daughter Hannah and then thinking about being her dad. It all started with a garbage can.

The Background 
Tuesdays are garbage days on our street. Late each Monday night, I roll the big blue can out to the curb at the end of the driveway leaving the can and it’s contents, a week’s worth of stuff we no longer want around, for a big truck to devour the next day. We go about our lives and, like magic, that big truck appears and by the end of the day we discover an empty trash can at the street curb. Of course, this now means that can needs to be returned to where we keep it the rest of the week.


On a recent Tuesday afternoon, as we turned into our driveway Hannah noted the garbage can and understood it needed to be put back where we keep it. On this day, the weather was cold so I had already determined when we got home I would pull into our garage and get Hannah out of the car and into the house then deal with returning the garbage can to where it belonged later. As we neared the garage though Hannah asked if we could retrieve the garbage can and that is where the lessons started.
The Experience
The Lessons
As we got out of the car, I told Hannah if she wanted to return the garbage can she needed to put her coat on as it was cold outside.
Prepare for a task when possible.
After getting her coat on, Hannah headed out the garage down the driveway. She charged out with such fervor that I had to tell her to slow down just so I could catch up with her.
Tackle each task with enthusiasm.
As we approached the garbage can, I asked Hannah if she wanted to check the mailbox so we opened it and took out the mail before turning our attention to the garbage can. Since the can is so much larger than Hannah, I had to do some assessing then finagling to get it ready for her to push.
As you get started with a task, look it over from as many angles as you can before diving into it.
When we were ready, we aligned ourselves behind the can and started our journey. At this point we started moving the garbage can. We had to exert some extra energy to get the can going at first.
Getting started is tough-maybe the toughest part of any task-and real effort may need to be exerted to get going.
In the grand scheme of things, I was doing most of the work to move the garbage can although Hannah was helping.
Understand that sometimes you may have to do more than your share of the work.
I also had to make sure we moved forward at a pace comfortable for Hannah. At one point Hannah told me to move over some so that she could get a better grip on the can.
Communicate with others helping you. Talk to them and listen to them when they talk to you.
We slowed down so I could adjust my grip and give Hannah more room then we moved forward again.
Adjust what you are doing when the needs of others need to be met.
Keeping things going forward was a bit of a challenge since I had be aware of Hannah and still push the can, and to do so with one hand since my other hand had to hold the mail from the mailbox.
Be prepared to balance more than one thing while working on the task at hand.
Eventually we hit a smooth stride and things were moving along well.
Keep at it. You’ll hit a stride and realize things are getting done. A steady ride can mean progress is being made.
Then we topped the small hill in our driveway and just as quick we were rolling the can downhill. Here we had to slow down but we still needed to make sure we kept moving forward.
Be prepared for struggles but don’t look away when things are going well. Going up a hill and going down a hill are two different directions and they both have their own set of challenges.
Finally, we neared the resting place for the garbage can, so we maneuvered it to the right place completing our task.
When you get near the end of a task, make certain you finish it.

The Takeaway
Your takeaway may be how embarrassingly simple things seem to overwhelm this writer. That’s fine. I find when I let life become overly complicated then I lose track of what matters most in life, so any embarrassingly simple thing that brings me back to reality is usually a welcome thing. As I pondered the few moments Hannah and I spent moving a garbage can I thought about how I want her to come to appreciate the simple lessons outlined here. I believe each experience noted here can be projected to much larger issues in life and, in turn, each lesson learned noted here can be used to apply to that experience. I hope it is something she will heed as she grows in life. Of course, I find myself having to experience and relearn many of these lessons over and over-even at my age-and that’s something I’m not certain I could have seen as clearly until a certain little girl called me Daddy.

3.09.2017

I’m Just Going To Leave This Right Here: The Frustrated Edition



Had a long day? We all do at some point. We all have those moments of frustration. Maybe it’s work-related or something at school. It could be something of a personal nature. It could be that someone did something not-so-smart in traffic today that just set you off. Maybe it’s just a small drip of lots of things that build up until you feel you need some sort of release.

I have been there. I have been aggravated when I explain something to someone then they return and I have to explain the same thing to them again. I have been bothered when some one chose to shut me up and not even listen to my reasoning or explanations. I feel overwhelmed when I work hard only to then look up to see I have rarely made a dent in what I have to complete. I get it.

I can tell you when I reach this point I try things to try to get past the level of frustration I feel. I mean if I really let frustration hit it’s peak I might lash out in some way that I might regret later. So, for me, maybe a short break and walk outside will help. Maybe cranking up a favorite song will smooth things out. Comfort food is fattening, and not so great in some ways, but, oh so helpful in other ways.

I know though that what works for me may not work for you. Still, I want to help. I want to be able to be someone you know who can help you get past frustration. Now, I suppose I could lend an ear to you and let you vent, but as the kids say today, “ain’t nobody got time for that”. I mean you need immediate help, and besides, if I have to sit through one more person complaining about whatever, I may just break down in tears. You don’t need that, you need something that will help you get on with things.

This is why I have loaded the picture below for you. It sits on my office door, magnetized to the metal door frame. I place it level to my neck. It sits there ready and waiting if it is ever needed. You have it now. Feel free to capture in a screen shot or download it. Tape it to some hard surface and save it for one of those days when your frustration level seems like it won’t top off.
I’ll just leave this here in case you need it. Mind you I have never really used this as described. The thought of bashing my head against a metal door frame usually makes me realize my frustration level is not worth a headache. You can use it however you wish though. You will have to provide your own Tylenol.

2.23.2017

The Not-So Picture-Perfect Photo Album



Photos play such an important part of our lives today. Most of us have a camera on our phones enabling us to pull it out at the drop of a hat to snap a photo. Of course, not every photo is a winner. Some photos suffer from bad framing or an unsteady hand, or, in some cases, from just being a bad subject for photography.

Even though I spent some time as a videographer in my life, I never felt I had the gift of a good eye for video or photos. I tried but I felt I had skills better suited for editing video. I moved on to another vocation in life and never gave my weak eye for framing a shot much thought until recently as I went through my phone to see what pictures had accumulated there.

What I discovered was some photos which will be cherished by family and friends. I found multiples of many photos, some of them good, some not so much. I found photos where someone other than me had my phone then snapped away at whatever they wished. I’ll blame our five-year-old for that. I also found some photos that quite frankly must have been snapped unknowingly. I’ll blame my own clumsy side for those.

As I thumbed through these photos I could not help but chuckle at some of them. Some of them are quirky. Some have odd angles. Some are up to your own interpretation. I also thought how more than likely some of these weird photos would go away once I deleted them. I then thought how in the years to come how often I will have to go through this process, seeking out the keepers and letting go of the others. Maybe, I thought, the keepers will somehow land in a photo album of some kind, all nice and organized. Yeah, probably not. Then I thought I should preserve some of the strange photos. I mean there is a whole industry now dedicated to awkward family photos. Maybe, some of these photos are worth placing together to form some sort of bad photography album. So, here are some of those photos as I present to you The Not-So Picture-Perfect Photo Album.

 
 These are exciting times in our home. Hannah started school this year. We felt it necessary to take a first day of school picture. Really, this was as good as it got this particular morning!





The end of the first day of school was much different!









Have you met our cat, Kayla? She is concerned about personal space, doesn't like to pose for photos and sits on our dining room table when she can get away with doing so.






Hannah is holding a picture of the three of us. The photographer, aka me, occasionally has issues with depth perception.







Sometimes the excitement around our house is unbearable!






We do holidays at our house. Sometimes we do flash photography. Other times not so much.










Vacation this past year was at the beach. We were there. Somewhere.







These dolls belong to Hannah and are named Lucy and Ethel. I know who the foot belongs to but won't mention her name since that foot might end up kicking me in the behind for including this photo.




Girls and their shoes. Sigh.








Since we are on the subject of photographs, don't forget to smile and say "cheese" when your next picture is taken, and remember, cheese comes in all sizes and flavors, even gourmet nacho.