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Episode 1: The Morning Mission

Dewey and Big Daddy's Excelent Adventures Episode 1: The Morning Mission Prologue: The Great Dane Who Lives in a Chihuahua There are three essential things you need to know about the world. First: every important decision is based on a smell. Second: the Man with the Boxes is an enemy, probably a spy, and definitely suspicious. Third, and most crucial: my name is Dewey, and I am the biggest, bravest dog on this mountain. I know what the humans see. They see a small, compact, five-year-old animal—half Jack Russell, half Chihuahua—who gets nervous when a leaf blows too hard. But in my heart, I am a Great Dane. A muscular, silent guardian whose job it is to protect my pack from the constant dangers of the Tennessee mountaintop. And right now, the danger was imminent. The clock said six o’clock—the Hour of Departure. The Mission Briefing The first alert usually came from Momma (The Human). She moved with fast, quiet efficiency, smelling faintly of clean linen and disinfectant. ...
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Broken Yet Fortified

I thank the Lord God that I have never experienced combat or been under fire in any way. I have the utmost respect for the men and women who currently or previously served in our military or as officers of the law. I am grateful for their service and their sacrifice. Make no mistake; they all sacrifice to protect their brothers and sisters in arms, their families, our communities, and the country they love. At the bare minimum, they sacrifice time with family, and yet far too many pay the ultimate sacrifice with their lives. They all give up what an average citizen considers a normal life to serve, and most give up the chance of ever having that normal life. Instead these selfless souls soldier on baring the scares of their service with injured bodies, broken minds, and even distressed inner peace. My gratitude for them is boundless and I pray for them daily.   As a teenager, I desired to serve in the Navy as a combat pilot, however, with my math skills or lack thereof, I didn...
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Update!! Yes, it has been months since I wrote and I apologize for that. However, it was for good reason.  I have been dating and life has been changing. I found a great church and am moving to a new town and starting a new chapter in my life. New blog post will be coming soon and often.  My health has been up and down but that is the Dysautonomia life. The heart is still ticking too fast and is still enlarged. Still get migraines on a regular basis but God has been good to me. More details in future Posts.  Keep me in your prayers as I will pray for you!
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Simple Man

Boy, don't you worry, you'll find yourself Follow your heart and nothing else And you can do this, oh, baby, if you try All that I want for you, my son, is to be satisfied Lynyrd Skynyrd- Simple Man What is special about music is how it can take you out of somewhere you really don't want to stay, and put you where you need to be. It can get you on your feet with your hands raised or calm your spirit so you can lie down and rest. With the earbuds in and your favorite tune playing, nothing else exists. It brings people together around a campfire with a well-tuned guitar among a dozen off-pitched accompanying friends and family.  Some of my most precious memories of growing up are lounging around the house with my parents and brother with speakers blasting everything from country to classic rock and traditional Christmas music. My lovely-voiced mom cleaned the house singing The Chair by George Straight and my dad and I bonded over John Fogerty of Creedence Clearwater Revival, ...
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Never Give Up On Yourself

"Do what you can, with what you have, where you are." Theodore Roosevelt said that. He may not have been born into a lower-class family and had the financial struggles that many of us have had to bear but he did struggle with health issues as a boy. Health issues are one of the things I can relate to him on. Although my childhood was primarily a healthy experience, other than every other kid's normal illnesses, my adulthood was a different story.  As I matured certain small signs of ill health began to sneak up on me, starting with migraines that eventually became chronic. After that blood pressure and uncontrollable heart rate entered my life despite not being overweight or having issues with sugar levels. Because I ignored them like an idiot my situation became more and more dire, until I had the first of my three strokes starting in my mid-twenties. Ignoring my problems was no longer a choice, and never should have been.  After a six-month sabbatical following the firs...
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