Lights
(Originally posted on April 7, 2017) The Northern Lights forecast that I check periodically. Late on the evening of March 29, 2017, somewhere around 11:00 pm, I was compelled to check a website that I…
(Originally posted on April 7, 2017) The Northern Lights forecast that I check periodically. Late on the evening of March 29, 2017, somewhere around 11:00 pm, I was compelled to check a website that I…
(Originally posted on 4/2/17) Sometimes, God sees fit to place us, from birth, in the care of a mother who will spend the rest of her days mastering the skill of motherhood. These mothers, they…
It’s been a year now, 12 whole months since a life here expired. I remember the weeks leading to the day that we all knew would come sometime. There was so much support, many prayers and efforts, regardless of being tired. Amid the details though, it wasn’t too difficult, a beautiful love, to find.
Sometimes, God sees fit to place us, from birth, in the care of a mother who will spend the rest of her days mastering the skill of motherhood. These mothers, they never stop learning, all…
When I walk into those rooms, I know that there is someone, or maybe many someones, who are dealing with perhaps the toughest times of their entire life in those moments. This is where I…
Some days go by and my thoughts race and erase with the pace of fleeting time. Then there are days like today when I see things that are no longer in front of my eyes.
But I was wrong, it wasn’t the good that had left the room, but rather the feeling of evil had entered and hung like a thick black smoke over everyone and every thing. I can’t…
The other day, I went outside seeking a connection to the those now gone. Specifically, I was looking for the one we loved, the one we call, John.
We are so busy in our lives. There’s time, but too rare is it that time, we make. Mostly, it is the allowances that we welcome, our time it does take. So, slow down, take ten minutes or so, and go where this takes you. It’s safe I assure you, and visit as often as you would like to.
Is there no lucidity in a month of moments ensuring one can share the pain? A luminary is gone, one who would, in time, opponents’ favor to gain.
Today we come together to remember one of us, one held so dear.
I implore you to ensure that her sweet, smiling spirit ne’er disappear.
Well, sometimes I look at Facebook, and I respond literally to the question: “What’s on your mind?” Today I had a whole slew of answers, some of which I verbalized into the empty room surrounding me. Mostly they were superficial and not predicated on anything too important.
Wendy Tefft (1977-2106).
Wendy Tefft, 38, of Dunbarton, died September 1 2016.
Wendy taught Kindergarten at Glen Lake School in Goffstown NH, where she was employed for two years.
Tomorrow, another school year begins in Goffstown, NH. Yet, tonight, for the third time in four days, I was stopped in my tracks when I saw the obituary for Mrs. Wendy Tefft online. We all should be seeing her tomorrow, standing out front, smiling, and greeting all. Imagine how long the list of accolades and kind words would be if Mrs. Tefft hadn’t been taken so soon. We were some of the fortunate ones that got to feel her impact. We all will miss her here in this community.
Wendy Tefft, 38, was found dead from a single gunshot wound at her Dunbarton home Thursday morning. Source: Goffstown schools ‘devastated’ by kindergarten teacher’s death; investigation ongoing | New Hampshire https://1inawesomewonder.com/2016/09/02/precisely-vague
I am not sure where to begin. I started here because this is where the top of my page begins. But maybe, I should start from the bottom because some things feel like they’ve just recently been turned upside down.
16 weeks have passed. The days come, and they go. The hours are filled with the monotony of routine, and the tasks that seem to work their way into every open time slot. There is…
When will I ever learn? While I whine, some one else may crash and burn.
I don’t know which is the harder one to lose; the one you love, or the one who dearly loved you. ~ Steve Beal Sr. 2016.
Tomorrow is Father’s Day and I wanted to get this off of my mind before the actual day. Over the last couple of weeks this thought has been creeping into my psyche a little more often every day. Until these last few days, when it has downright bugged me, bothered me, and otherwise haunted me. I asked my wife yesterday, “What am I supposed to do on Father’s Day, with no father, for the first time in my life?”
I suppose I still don’t know the answer. But I know that I miss my Dad an awful lot.

I’m here in the yard, at the house I grew up in. I mowed the lawn as I usually do. But I’m missing my Dad. He’d be sitting right here, outside in the warm air.…
Dad, can we gather round the table one more time and just let loose? Oh, we’d laugh til tears, you, my siblings, Mom, this boy you called moose. I look at the hoop and wonder…
Dad’s presence was felt, his impact impossible to miss. I don’t think he was looking down from heaven at us, because I am hoping he had better things to do, like lose himself in his…
See, me, and my generation, we hope to be measured one day in the same breath as the great people of the generation before us. In that generation the simplicity of life lived was the…
What was once just down the hall, now requires a plan, accounting for all. The sweet, trusted security only separated by a flight of stairs, is somewhere in the past, or at least not so…
Saturday, February 13, 2016. 400pm @ Sullivan Arena, Goffstown, NH – Goffstown vs. Dover. In the end, Goffstown did make the road upset win at Dover stand up. The Grizzlies came out and beat the high-flying Red…
To the game we go. Honestly, I told myself in the very first minute of the game, that unless something went horribly wrong, Goffstown should be in this game until the end. It was apparent…
This morning though, I remember my Aunt Janette. Below, I have shared a poem that I wrote in honor of my aunt. She was a beautiful person, inside and out. I was fortunate enough to…
I did tell one friend and former colleague, that I wished I could just call an impromptu meeting in my office and have all of us there one more time, together, bringing all that each…
We came together to get a job done while pursuing our own lives. We overlapped only as we allowed. And that was good. As it should be.
Yesterday my Uncle Dean passed away. This world lost another good man. I know he suffers no more, and for that I am grateful. I look forward to seeing him again one day, Lord-side. When…
A tribute of sorts. Or, certainly my look into the chains that bind us. Those that don’t understand how one can be touched or moved by these actions, may well be the ones that need…