What Becomes of the Broken Hearted?

Tiny is a master at charm. Seriously, that kid can make a face that will melt your heart in a second. Render you unable to tell him "no."

He also happens to be a wizard with an iPad. Months ago he learned how to FaceTime the family.

A couple of weeks ago, he FaceTimed Match because his mom left him at home when she went to pick up Biggie and he was upset and wanted Match to call Sissy and lecture her.

So Match did it. I'm telling you, this kid is an expert at getting what he wants.

Recently, he has picked up the art of iMessaging. So from his mom's iPad he can send messages - to SuperFan, to me, to anyone in her address book with iMessaging capabilities.

He can only spell a handful of words, but he does know how to capture himself on video and send it.

While I was in DC for work last week, he tried to FaceTime me, but I was in a meeting. When I got back to my room and called him back he was crying when he answered. Like real, big tears crying.

I asked him what was wrong and he responded, "My mama cracked my heart."

It was all over - had I not been a five hour flight away, I would have been on my way to save him. It broke - I mean cracked - my heart. 

A Month of Wonders

Mostly wondering where in the world I have been...

It has been nearly a month since I hit the "publish" button at the top of this page, but certainly not a month since I typed out words. Oh well, the past is the past and let's move forward.

Today is Ash Wednesday. I have toyed with what my Lenten commitment would be this year. I thought about giving up alcohol, chips and salsa, sweets, etc. But then Match sent me a link with some thoughts and one stood out to me.

And since I think that it is far better to be positive than negative, I have decided that this year for Lent, I will spend time each of the 40 days writing a letter to someone who has positively impacted my life.

I have written about it before and I am going to practice what I preach. When I think something nice about someone, I'm going to say it. So this Lenten season I am going to say it in writing. To 40 people. 

Here goes nothing...