You Make Me Smile!



Dear Lincoln,

Simply put little man YOU MAKE ME SMILE!!

“Don’t know how I lived without you.
Cause everytime that I get around you
I see the best of me inside your eyes.
You make me smile”

Lyrics from You Make Me Smile by Uncle Kracker

I couldn’t of said it better.

I love you Lincoln, Puppa


Tangled and Your Momma!

Your favorite movie!

Dear Lincoln,

The movie Tangled from Walt Disney is by far your favorite movie.  Tangled is the story of the magically long-haired Rapunzel who has spent her entire life in a tower, but when a runaway thief stumbles upon her, she discovers the world for the first time, and who she really is.

IMG_1878Rapunzel reminds me a lot of your momma, sweet, beautiful, determined, strong and a tender heart.  I think that’s why you like the movie so much, you see your momma.





Lincoln always remember, no matter how serious life gets you still gotta have that one person that you can be completely stupid with.  And that person is your momma.  She loves you so much!

I love you little man, Puppa


I am a VIKING!


Dear Lincoln,

I know, its been awhile since I last wrote you, for that I apologize.  You will soon learn that your momma and I work in retail and November and December become quite hectic and the work days longer, as well as the work week.  As long as we are talking about work, I am the manager of a well known and respected retail establishment and your momma was just promoted to management at another well known retail establishment.  I can’t begin to tell you how proud I am of your momma.  She is an incredible woman as you well know.

Now I may not have found time to write, but I had found plenty of time to spend with you.  I think we can both agree that it is much more important spending time together than writing to you. Right? Right!  The next few weeks will still be a little out of whack as I prepare and complete the stores inventory, but come the end of the month we will all be back on a normal schedule.  Until then we will still find ways to sit and read, watch a little tv, play or as your momma says “mess stuff up”.  You and I do have a knack for getting in trouble, but in a good way.

I hear you starting to wake from your nap, so I’ll draw this to a close with the one thing I want you to always remember about your Puppa,

I love you little man, all the way to moon and back, Puppa

Georgia is relaxing

Dear Lincoln,

It’s a beautiful morning in Georgia. Nana and I are visiting Uncle Jesse and Aunt Carlee for a week and although it’s only been 2 days I miss you terribly. This week we will be relaxing and taking time to just enjoy life. It’s been hectic, again. It seems we can’t catch a break lately. On October 7th after your big Moustache Bash Birthday party up north at Puppa’s house on the lake, Nana and I hit a deer coming home and spent most of that night in the hospital. Although the car was totaled, Nana and I only had minor injuries, though Nana is off work for 6 weeks. Grandma Boo is still going through chemo and doing well.

I’m hoping to get back to writing while we are here. I now it’s been a while,(your momma keeps reminding me)but I have always put you and family first and have throughly enjoyed the time I have been given with you. We sure do know how to have fun together!

I have been working on a few books when I have the chance and that has taken time away from writing to you. The books are for you, one is Project 52, which is a book of photos I have taken during your first year. One photo representing each week from your birth to your first birthday. It will be printed soon and given to your momma, sshhhh she doesn’t know, don’t tell her. Another book is of Instagram photos of you and your momma. The last book is a book of remembrance of Great Grandpa Buck. that one has been tough to write but I’m almost done.

I wish I had more insightful things to say right now but my head is swimming with everything I want to tell you that I’m having a hard time putting my thoughts together. So right now I’m gonna grab another coffee, sit out on Aunt Carlee’s porch, relax, read, clear my mind, and start writing.

As I told your momma and Aunt Carlee when they were little, “I love you all the way to the moon and back”, Puppa.


5 Fears Of Being A Father

My day-to-day activities don’t revolve around fear, but I am aware of the fragile nature of life.  I maintain a healthy respect for life and all the dangers that lurk around us everyday.  When I became a father, my responsibilities changed more than I could have ever imagined.  And with that responsibility came a great sense of accomplishment and pride. What scares me the most are things that can take that away.

Loss Of A Child

To this day, nothing in this world scares me more than the thought of losing one of my daughters.  I could not imagine living in a world without the amazing spirit’s of my daughters. They make my days brighter in every way imaginable. Without them, my world would have no inspiration, love or sunshine.  Everyday I am thankful because I am undeserving of such  beautiful and healthy daughter’s. I know there are many parents and children out there that are not so lucky. They battle life and loss to a degree that I can’t imagine and for that, they are much stronger than me. My heart goes out to any parent that has had to suffer the loss of a child.

Loss Of My Wife

Next to losing one of my children, losing my wife is one of my biggest fears. I never questioned my ability to raise my daughters alone, but losing my wife, their mother, would be devastating.  It would have affected the way I would be as a man and as a father. I feel very strongly about kids being raised in a house with a mom and a dad and my wife provides so much balance in my life and in my daughter’s life.  I couldn’t bear to see my children grow up without their mother. I couldn’t bear to see my grand children grow up without their grandmother.

Loss Of Interaction

There is nothing more magical in this world than being part of a child’s world and helping them grow up. When I was with one of my daughter’s and she was figuring out something for the first time or just having a good time, I would be beside myself with happiness. It became such a part of my daily routine that I couldn’t imagine not being there as she grows up.  Can you imagine never seeing your children open another Christmas present? learn to ride a bike? ace a test? graduate high school? get married?  I know some loss is inevitable as kids grow older and my role as father will change over time. Everyday when I dropped off my daughter’s at school I couldn’t help but think “What if I lose all this?”

Loss Of Love

I want my daughter’s to call me 20 years from now and still love their dad that same way they do now — Okay, they don’t love me as much as they love their mom but I don’t want to give them a reason not to love me.  My heart melts every time one of my daughter’s give me a hug or when they ask me to help them with something. I never want to lose that! I never want to give them a reason to never need or love their dad. I think this is another thing that dads have to work on.  Just like we do with our wives, we need to build our relationships with our children. We need to learn what they love, learn their fears and learn their dreams.

Loss Of My Self

People change…we all change. I don’t expect to be the exact same person 20 years from now as I am today. What scares me is the thought of loosing my sense of responsibility as a father to my daughter’s. If I lose my self then who will they turn to in times of need and hardship?  I don’t want to become apathetic about being a father. I never want to give up trying to become a better father for my daughter’s.

I’m not sure WHY you might give up trying to be a father – but that’s what scares me.

God’s Wings

A little something to put things in perspective…

After a forest fire in Yellowstone National Park , forest rangers began their trek up a mountain to assess the inferno’s damage.  One ranger found a bird literally petrified in ashes, perched statuesque on the ground at the base of a tree. Somewhat sickened by the eerie sight, he knocked over the bird with a stick.  When he gently struck it, three tiny chicks scurried from under their dead mother’s wings. The loving mother, keenly aware of impending disaster, had carried her offspring to the base of the tree and had gathered them under her wings, instinctively knowing that the toxic smoke would rise.

She could have flown to safety but had refused to abandon her babies. Then the blaze had arrived and the heat had scorched her small body, the mother had remained steadfast …because she had been willing to die, so those under the cover of her wings would live.

 ‘He will cover you with His feathers, And under His wings you will find refuge.’ (Psalm 91:4)

Cherokee Wisdom

Dear Lincoln,

An old Cherokee was teaching his grandson about life.

‘A fight is going on inside me’, he said to the boy. ‘It is a terrible fight, and it is between two wolves. One is evil – he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego. The other is good – he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith’.

‘The same fight is going on inside you, and inside every other person, too.’

The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather, ‘ Which wolf will win?’.

The old Cherokee simply replied, ‘The one you feed.’

Lincoln always remember to feed your good wolf.  I love you little man, Puppa