Hello, Trouble.
When deciding what to call this blog, I was trying to accomplish two things. 1) To catch the spirit of the intent of the blog, and 2) Find a name that wasn't already taken.
I was reminded of this video. The transcript follows but the video is more impressive than the transcript. It's a Gerber knife commercial.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mqQUgkO45nY
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mqQUgkO45nY
Hello, Trouble.
It's been a while since we last met... but I know you're still out there.
And I have a feeling... you wish I'd forget you, don't you, Trouble?
Perhaps it is you, that has forgotten me.
Perhaps I need to come find you.
Remind you... of who I am.
This is where I would tell you that we arrived at this beginning, but first a little background.
I'm a forty year old halfbreed bastard. Yes, I said half breed and bastard. My father, best I can figure, was an older Mexican Rancher from Chihuahua, Chihuahua, Mexico. No. I'm not fluent in Spanish. There's no way to know for sure. My mom was an incredibly resourceful German/Native Amercan woman. No. I'm not fluent in German, Cherokee, or Choctaw. She had her faults, but she was still incredible.
I've been married and divorced three times all by the time I was 31. My first wife cheated on me. We had a daughter together that I didn't know for sure was mine until six years after we divorced and six months after she (my first wife) died. I'm still paying child support to her grandmother. Between that divorce and the next one, I got a girl pregnant with a son. I had no business being in his life where I was at the time, so I signed over parental rights to her now ex-husband. My second wife had money issues that made it easy for me to leave. My third wife, well she, right or wrong, had no respect for me, and so I left that relationship.
So you might be thinking, "what a jerk" or something worse. And that's okay. But understand I'm not saying all this to brag. I'm putting it out there so it doesn't have power over me in this forum. The point of this forum is to tell, and share story.
Coming from all that I am currently married to the most beautiful and gracious woman I've ever known. We've been married almost nine years and we have six beautiful children, two of which are special needs kids. This woman is singlehandedly responsible for turning my life around. Her love and beauty and strength made me want to find and build my own strength and offer it to the world.
And that brings me to this beginning.
Hello, Trouble is an attempt to offer up stories accompanied by biblical examples in the hopes of preventing men (primarily) from making the same mistakes I did, or to give them hope that they too can find the rescue I have. And the video is my way of saying to Trouble," I'm no longer afraid of you. I'm taking the fight to you."
That being said, I've got to decide what my second post is going to be...
It's been a while since we last met... but I know you're still out there.
And I have a feeling... you wish I'd forget you, don't you, Trouble?
Perhaps it is you, that has forgotten me.
Perhaps I need to come find you.
Remind you... of who I am.
This is where I would tell you that we arrived at this beginning, but first a little background.
I'm a forty year old halfbreed bastard. Yes, I said half breed and bastard. My father, best I can figure, was an older Mexican Rancher from Chihuahua, Chihuahua, Mexico. No. I'm not fluent in Spanish. There's no way to know for sure. My mom was an incredibly resourceful German/Native Amercan woman. No. I'm not fluent in German, Cherokee, or Choctaw. She had her faults, but she was still incredible.
I've been married and divorced three times all by the time I was 31. My first wife cheated on me. We had a daughter together that I didn't know for sure was mine until six years after we divorced and six months after she (my first wife) died. I'm still paying child support to her grandmother. Between that divorce and the next one, I got a girl pregnant with a son. I had no business being in his life where I was at the time, so I signed over parental rights to her now ex-husband. My second wife had money issues that made it easy for me to leave. My third wife, well she, right or wrong, had no respect for me, and so I left that relationship.
So you might be thinking, "what a jerk" or something worse. And that's okay. But understand I'm not saying all this to brag. I'm putting it out there so it doesn't have power over me in this forum. The point of this forum is to tell, and share story.
Coming from all that I am currently married to the most beautiful and gracious woman I've ever known. We've been married almost nine years and we have six beautiful children, two of which are special needs kids. This woman is singlehandedly responsible for turning my life around. Her love and beauty and strength made me want to find and build my own strength and offer it to the world.
And that brings me to this beginning.
Hello, Trouble is an attempt to offer up stories accompanied by biblical examples in the hopes of preventing men (primarily) from making the same mistakes I did, or to give them hope that they too can find the rescue I have. And the video is my way of saying to Trouble," I'm no longer afraid of you. I'm taking the fight to you."
That being said, I've got to decide what my second post is going to be...
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