I was driving along this morning and if I am to be really honest with you, I was feeling quite sorry for myself.  My family and I have undergone tremendous hardship over the last 60 days and I needed a pity party.   I have felt like it has been pretty close to the brink of “too much”.  Maybe you’ve been there.  Maybe you know the feelings of exhaustion, stress, pressure, and anger, of which I write.  

As I was driving along, I began to pray about why God would allow me to endure such hardship.  Of course, we all have them, but today, I wasn’t really worried about anybody’s else’s hardships – just my own.  All of a sudden, I had a very random, yet profound thought. 

 ”Imagine your life without contacts.”  Continue reading »

 

A Dad’s Point-of-View, by Bruce Sallan

Thanksgiving Means Thanks and Giving

I love Thanksgiving because it’s a holiday that transcends all religions, all cultures, and all ethnicities. It’s about the basic notion of “giving thanks” and it’s really become a holiday that everyone loves.

First, there’s the food. Second, there’s the food. Did I mention the food? How about the turkey? The yams? The stuffing? And, my favorite: pumpkin pie. Ahhhh. Need I say more?

I believe that gratitude is the major ingredient to happiness, and I learned this from Dennis Prager, the talk-show host, columnist, and author. So, on this Thanksgiving, I’m going to share with you just a few of the many things that I’m grateful for, and some that I’ve solicited from my readers, Facebook and Twitter friends, and Radio Show listeners. Finally, I will share quotes from those famous and not so famous, that I found on the Internet. Continue reading »

 

Perspective is something that allows us to appreciate our lives, our families, and our country. Lately, with so much bad news surrounding us, and after just returning from Africa where such extreme poverty exists everywhere, I find myself reflecting on one of those “People” magazine-type stories about someone living through a life threatening experience and coming out a changed person. It’s a story I’ve shared with my boys, when they were upset about a trivial matter, as it happened to me in June 2005.

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Driving alone on 395, I fell asleep at the wheel. In the middle of nowhere with only my dog as company, and the cruise control set in the low 70s, I drifted off to sleep as the sun was just beginning to peak over the horizon, in spite of a Monster drink (Red Bull equivalent) and in spite of stopping several times to stretch and do some jumping jacks. Lost in thought, I just slipped away to “Neverland.” Well, “Neverland” almost became just that; never more. Continue reading »