As the father of an adult daughter and son, plus the grandfather of four knucklehead boys (Hurricane, Tornado, Crash and Train Wreck), I’ve learned some things about love.
My dad left this world long ago but my memories of him shine clear and bright and true.
What do you do if the power goes off? Me? I don’t do much.
Someone sent me an email about a gas station in South Africa, where the owner posts daily “inspirational” quotes on a chalkboard in plain view of customers and passing drivers.
Recently I heard a joke that seems fitting for Mother’s Day. I would gladly cite the source, but I don’t recall where I heard it, just as I often don’t recall where I left the glasses that are sitting on my head. Here’s the joke:
Nothing has made me feel quite as close to God as holding a newborn fresh from heaven.
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It was a quick stop at the market at 5 p.m. — yes, the worst time of day to shop — to pick up a few essentials: Cream for coffee, eggs for breakfast and Advil for my splitting headache.
This is an Easter story. I’ve told parts of it before. But sometimes, to tell a new story, you need to repeat an old one.
Seeing her name in my inbox made me smile. Patricia and I grew up together. We were friends through high school, then went our separate ways to marry and raise our children thousands of miles apart.
Ever wonder what’s behind an entrepreneur’s decision to take a risk? There is a spectrum for this, with the calculation and reasoning of due diligence on one end, foolhardy on the other, and a variable called faith that lives in the middle.
Do you believe in coincidence? I like to think things happen for a reason, even if I don’t know the reason. Take that strange thing I saw on the mountain.
Moving is not for sissies. And that is what I am. I try to avoid things that can cause me pain. Especially things that require heavy lifting or hospitalization.
Editor's Note: Sharon Randall is on vacation. She released this replacement column from March 2015.
What do you do for someone who seems weary? I do three things: I tell them to get some rest; ask them how I can help; and pray that they’ll feel better.
If you’ve read my column in the past, you know that I consider the only positive to accrue to the Main Street economy during the lost decade (2007-2016) is the unprecedented financial strengthening of America’s small business sector.
“This is for one of those customers from hell.”
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