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So That They Love Me

by Scott on July 25, 2015

It was the first day back at work after 7 consecutive days off. At the time, I was working 6 hours North of my home town. The day began with everyone sharing what they did on their week off. There were 4 of us that worked together all the time. One of the guys, who […]

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Bashed in the Face by a Baseball Bat

by Scott on July 19, 2015

Have you ever been bashed in the face by a baseball bat? No, I’m not kidding! Seriously, have you ever been bashed in the face by a baseball bat? Me neither, but I know someone who has. Let me share a little story with you… A brother and sister, let’s name them Scott and Cathy […]

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Happy Birthday Mom

by Scott on August 17, 2014

Tomorrow (August 18) is Mom’s Birthday. It’s been 4 months since she passed and I still have days where I feel weak when I think about her. Today, the reason for my feeling of weakness is fueled by a sense of regret. My Mom and I were not close for a significant period during my […]

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I Don’t See What Others See

by Scott on July 9, 2014

For the last while, I’ve been struggling with something. I am having a difficult time seeing exactly what everyone else sees when they look at me. I’m not talking about physical appearance – I know I have blonde hair, blue eyes and I’m barely tall enough to qualify for the rides at Disneyland. What I’m […]

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My Numbers

by Scott on June 1, 2014

My friend, Pam Trischuk, recently wrote a very intriguing post titled, “Numbers” on how we, as humans, tend to represent ourselves using numbers. It got me thinking, what are my numbers that I use to tell the story about me? Below is my list of numbers that I tend to focus on in my daily […]

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My Last Moments With Mom

by Scott on May 11, 2014

I got a text message that read: “Mom’s taken a turn for the worse.” That afternoon I went to go see with my own eyes, what the “turn for the worse” actually looked like. It hadn’t even been a week since the last time I saw Mom. How bad could it have gotten in that […]

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