Dear Son, thank you for giving Mom the gift of Motherhood

Drury Inn
Home for the past four days, right off of some Interstate. Drury Inn sign bottom-left corner.


grass field
Empty land for future development. The Interstate is on the other side of the tree line.




spit bugs
Spit bugs made this. Didn’t see very many. They are small.


Spit bugs
Context, next to Apple Air Pod.


More weeds.


dirt road
Looking back from where i came.


Small roadside daisies.


small daisy
Can’t you just hear the daisy saying, “Put me in coach!”


Weed closeup. Small black ant on top, almost hidden.


Dear Son, thank you for giving Mom the gift of Motherhood.

In all your 17 years, i’ve never thought of Mother’s Day this way.

Why now?

While in Louisville the past four days, i did more than the usual thinking.

Deeper thinking.

Brought on by exciting and different ways to run my business in 2019 and beyond.

Back to you and Mother’s day…

You have been such a blessing to guide, teach, learn from, and have fun with.

Thank you.


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President Obama Sobriety

Rarely watching TV, I was captivated the other night when Charlie Gibson was interviewing United States President, Barack Obama, on the ABC Evening News.

The one word that really made me put things into perspective, was a word the President Obama used to describe how the decision to send US troops to Afghanistan was different from other critical US policy decisions.


President Obama spoke of a certain level of sobriety that was needed on that particular decision. He said it was the one decision that was different from all the others. I paraphrase here, to illustrate the magnitude:

“Bailing out the auto industry or the financial system is one thing. But picturing Arlington Cemetery, with a mother, sitting in the rain, in front of a tombstone…..”

I Don’t Know How to Start

A lifetime of learned behaviors. Life is hard. And mostly difficult. And busy. And distracting.

Some days, maybe while watching a movie or TV show, we see a Family that seems to have it all together and wonder why we can’t live like that.

It’s a movie, okay? It’s not real. Yet perhaps there’s some compromise between what’s portrayed in books and movies, and what is our current reality.

Maybe. maybe not.

I’d like to find out.

Carpe diem, jeff 🙂


Failing? Probably. It weighs heavy on my soul and heart. I’d really like to be a better:

  • Son
  • Brother
  • Nephew
  • Uncle

Yet after decades of learned behavior, there’s a struggle deep down inside that seems overwhelming.

Overwhelming, yes. Impossible, no.

The people involved in this are going to have to want this too. It takes two. This is not a one-sided challenge, nor a one-sided opportunity. Is it me, or is that ticking sound the clock?