Thirty Seconds

I saw a man tending to  his wife’s freshly dug grave this morning.  It was covered in Christmas wreaths…small trees with bright red bows…and a few floral arrangements that blew over from the sharp Wisconsin winds. He came to grieve…but the weather strewn ornamentation’s created a task that needed to be addressed first.  He went straight to [...]

I am far, far, far from where I am going to be as a man, father, husband, and person. When I see something I want to change about me I ask the world to wait patiently until I get there.  Actually I demand it.  That’s pretty Andy-centric of me. I figured something out this morning: [...]