HarryH3rd

Tag: lessons

  • The Call

    You hear it screaming in your head. It is the call to action. Yet, you shrink and shirk the responsibility. You are afraid of what answering that call might mean. You know that it is for you. Every direction that you turn, evidence of that call exists. Yet, you fail to acknowledge it and take…

  • Religion

    I tiptoe around directly speaking of religion. It is not because I do not believe. It probably is because I do believe. In fact, I believe very strongly. I will also say, it was not always easy. It was not always so heartfelt. It was not always my decision to participate. In fact, I strayed…

  • My legacy

    As I journey through life, I oft times struggle with what my legacy will be. As if, this is something I get to determine by conscious thought. The truth of the matter, my legacy will be determined by those who survive me and the impression I made on them. It is their interpretation of my…

  • Years ago

    There are people that visit your life that make an indelible impression. They will never understand the impact they had on you. They will never know how much you think about them even many years later. Those most stuck in my mind, affected me in such a deep manner, yet, even then, I knew, it…

  • Hurricane

    Sometimes the bad winds blow memories of you to me. When that happens all those emotions come back to me in the rush of the breeze. They sweep over me and knock me off my feet as I remember that what was and what could have been. Knocked off balance with the gust of emotion…

  • Demand Change

    Too many times we have heard, Our thoughts and prayers go out to the xyz school community. So many times, that it no longer feels sincere. Our elected officials send their sympathy and condemn the tragedy, yet nothing changes. The public is horrified by yet another school shooting. On social media one trusted figure said that…

  • Closer to the end

    Each second, we get closer to the end than the beginning. It is up to us to live as fully as we can. Over the weekend, I missed my father. He died closer to 20 years ago than not. Ironically, I can remember the time the phone call came to advise me that he was…