Question 207 of 365: What is the moral of the story?
Be supportive and supported at the same time as often as you possibly can.
Be supportive and supported at the same time as often as you possibly can.
Image via Wikipedia Every time I put my son down for bed, he sees fit to be totally uninterested without a good amount of singing of songs and reapplying blankets. In between each one of these tries at sleep during which he may or may not actually close his eyes, …
Image by MarkyBon via Flickr I have been to a few emergency rooms, mostly for highly nervous new parent reasons. Near each one is a board with names on it. Ussually this board has ailments, procedures, and where patients are at any given time. It tells of upcoming surgeries that …
Image by jef safi via Flickr It strikes me that we almost die far more often than we actually do. Most of the days that I drive to work I think about what it would be like if I made an enormous right turn into oncoming traffic or into the …
Image via Wikipedia Access to information never gets old. I coveted it when all I could access was the universal search on AOL. I still covet it now that nearly every good piece of information comes directly to me through the various networks I take part in and blogs I …
Image via CrunchBase I have few requirements left for being connected. It used to be that I needed a single computer, my computer, in order to catch up with all of the things that are most important. Then it was any computer connected to the internet. Then it was a …
Image via Wikipedia The Chagrin river never froze over completely. At least, not in my memory anyway. It was always halfway frozen in the winter, allowing for a few ducks to sit on the frigid water as it took them closer and closer to the falls beneath the Popcorn Shop …
Image via Wikipedia We worry about being fathers. We worry about being sons. About being employees and entrepreneurs. We worry about the things that we are and what we will never be. But I don’t care abut the roles we are prescribed or the ones that we take on over …
Image via Wikipedia I had a favorite medicine growing up called Triaminic. It was the wonder cure-all. Pretty much anything that was wrong could be fixed with a little Triaminic. It had this syrupy sweet cherry flavor that wasn’t overly thick. It didn’t have the aftertaste of a Robitussin or …
Image via Wikipedia I observed classrooms for years before I became a teacher. Sometimes I would observe the interaction between students or the way in which a teacher would discipline others. I would watch the passing of notes and the distracted looks of those who longed to be outside. I …