Tuesday, November 29, 2011

I can't hide.

End of the semester is upon me. The light is near but seems dim, especially when I have much asked of me in the next two weeks. Much of it is my own doing. Give me all day and I will give you an hour. Give me an hour and I will give you a week. It's just the way I work. Why? Your guess is as good as mine.


Fall semester in a nut shell, every time is some way or another. I will be ok though. It's just my future. What else could go wrong.

Hittin' the books,

A saintly procrastinator

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

When it comes to swag.

Unusual. I am not one to give his take on fashion. But when I see something I like, I like it, alot. On that note. I have a cousin named Jenny. She is very chic and cool along with my cousin Cara. I feel legit whenever I am hangin' out with them, like I am young a successful instead of just young and broke. Jenny married a legit guy. His name is Gibran Hamden (He played in the NFL for a little while, in case you didn't know). His swagger matches that of Ryan Gosling. The guy has it figured out. He always dresses to the nines. He is the cat's meow. Even better, he can improve anyone else's swagger level to all time highs if they follow his advice. He knows the styles. He knows what style makes you look like you. And he even has his own fashion line of men's dress polos called Alial Fital. Check it out.


Larry Fitzgerald! Alial Fital fan! (He also came through big for me this week in fantasy football, just sayin'.)

Yeah that's Matt Hasslebeck sportin' Alial Fital,

Glitzy Fitzy, lovin' it!



Even Grandpa Don loved Alial Fital. The old man knew style. ( That's my cousin Jenny on the left )


My other cousin Rachel's husband Craig Terrill, also plays in the NFL (current free agent). Am I just name dropping? Sure sounds like it. I'll shut up and let the fashion do the talking.




Gibran Hamdan. The man. The stylist. The vision.


And finally, yours truly.

And so it goes. While I will never be a swagger hound like Ryan Gosling or Gibran Hamdan, at least I learn from the best.

"Good times and you can feel it in the fashion." - Atmosphere

Swagger,

Lion Man


Check out Alial Fital @ alialfital.com

Like them on facebook as well to find out about discounts facebook.com/alialfital

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

In the middle of eternity...

Mortality hits someone like a ton of bricks, whether it is you faced with your own passing or someone that has always been there since day one of your life. It has hit me and my family quick and hard this last month as our most loved and cherished grandpa Don aka Donald aka the don father has passed on to the other side, a joyous time for him I am sure as he is reunited with grandma Shirley once again. I am sure he even had a joke to tell everyone else who was there welcoming him home, and I am sure even the Lord chuckled just a little bit. The embraces and reunions on the other side are sweet and yet it is bittersweet to all of us still here, in the world. And the world seems a little less like home now that grandpa isn't here to tell us we are looking well or to stay sober. However, I do know this. Families are eternal. My grandfather didn't die today, he just merely passed on. And while the goodbyes are hard and somber, I know it is not final. Much like it was when I left on my mission. It was hard and painful to say goodbye but we knew it was only for a time. It is the same now as my grandpa passes through the veil and sees my grandma and says "Shirley, it sure is good to be with you again."

But for us in the meantime, I know we wish for communication, comfort and guidance. We wish for visits here and there. We just wish for them, in anyway, shape or form we can reach them. And they will be there, in the middle...

Grandpa...



Will you meet me in the middle like you said?

When I find that girl who I just can't help but love with all my heart. The one who will be to me what grandma was to you.. Will you be there? I hope I can tell you how special she really is, because we know she will have to be saint to put up with somebody like myself (I know you are laughing right now). I hope I can tell you everything about her and everything we have planned. I hope you are there to listen and smile. So will you meet me in the middle then like you said?


Will you meet me in the middle of the night?

I know life will get tough for me at times because that is just life. But I knew life was never too bad to not appreciate a joke and to appreciate the fact that things get better and if you can laugh, life is not that bad. So for when the times do come that the seas are rough and I seem to stumble, will you meet me in the middle of the night for a joke, a laugh and the comforting words "love ya kid." Will you meet me in the middle of the night then? (And make sure to bring grandma with you too, she makes you look better)


Will you meet me in the middle of the road?

I know right now there are tears on our side, a lot more than there are on the other side. Death is something that will come to all, it is all a door we must go through when the time that the chapter of mortality comes to an end. So when the time comes for each of us that we pass, will you meet us in the middle of the road?

In every passing, in every celebration, in every thing that awakes our souls, something is always constant: Family.


In the shade they will bring you home...


In the waves they will guide your boat...


In the grave they will meet our souls...

Yes, we will all meet in the middle someday.

And in the mean time, I at least have the knowledge that God is a loving father that wishes only to bless and enrich us. How do I know this? Because I had Don Binns for a grandfather. And for that I am eternally grateful. I was able to have him there for some of my most cherished moments in life, and I know he will continue to be there to smile with me when good things come my way and there to put his arm around me when life gets tougher than expected. He isn't dead, he just has simply passed on, moved away, and I know he will visit and keep in touch. That's just the way he is.

And I will continue to be grateful for all my family, immediate and extended.
For they are all that matters... Family isn't just everything, it's the only thing.

These things I know:

The Lord is good
My family is eternal
The soul is eternal, the body is mortal
That love can communicate through any barrier
That the purest form of love is found in family

I know these things to be true, because Heaven most likely looks like this...



Then shall the virgin rejoice in the dance, both young men and old together: for I will turn their mourning into joy, and will comfort them, and make them rejoice from their sorrow - Jeremiah 31:13

The sorrow is temporal
The joy is eternal
The joy is family...

Eternally,

The son. grandson. brother. nephew. cousin. a grateful member of an eternal family.



I can't help but think of the reunion that happened today when I hear these songs...