The End of the Beginning


When I began this blog in early October of last year, I had no idea what to expect and only a slight idea of what I wanted to write about. But since then I have published about thirty posts and while I originally set out to write about popular media forms/topics like television, books, and movies, my blog quickly became a place to make personal connections and store stories from my past. I realized that I was writing more for myself and about myself because it was a great opportunity to share my life with others whether they were ready to listen or not. It was a weekly chance to express myself and really sit down and think about how the positive and negative experiences in my life truly shape who I am.


There are so many posts that I loved writing and the ones that I genuinely loved writing were the ones that people genuinely loved reading. My very first post was on the killing off of characters (read it here) and even months later I still get comments from people who can easily relate to the feeling. I also loved writing my vacation posts, especially about my trips to Utah and visiting the farm in Maui with the backhoe, avocados, and the donkey. As I wrote each one, I got the chance to take in and in a way, celebrate the amazing opportunities and experiences I’ve had and how much they affected my life and my outlook on it. In addition, I’ve always had so much fun writing about the animals that play such a huge role in my life. With the loss of my beloved anole, Kiwi, a few months ago and the recent addition, Hadron the Bearded Dragon, reflecting on those blog posts has secured their memory, their stories, and their little quirks.


If I could do anything differently, I would simply post more often. Especially just those simple, short posts with a picture that means something to me, tells a story, or makes a memory last. And for future bloggers, I would suggest that you make your blog a reflection of yourself. Pour yourself into your posts, make them important to you, and your audience will feel the meaning and magnitude that they leave behind. And of course, DFTBA.



I wouldn’t change anything about this blogging project or experience. It offers just enough guidance and suggestions but still allows us the freedom to write meaningful posts.


43 Years in the Making


Growing up as the oldest child with a dad who loves American football, I learned to throw a football in elementary school way before my younger brother. Come to think of it, I spent most of my childhood throwing things, baseballs, tennis balls, toys, and pretty much any other object of a decent weight and shape that was readily at hand. But throwing a football was definitely one of my favorites. Especially that amazing feeling of getting a perfect spiral with just the right amount of wobble on a deep pass followed by a great catch by the receiver and a touchdown. Speaking of touchdowns, one of my favorite and definitely the most memorable weekend activity my family and I used to do, was playing a game of 2 vs. 2 touch football at the local park. For the most part it started out as touch football but we are insanely competitive so it usually ended up as a game of tackle football and someone crying or bleeding and once, a broken wrist (street football – highly NOT recommended).

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