XXXI: Welcome Home

I can see the stars!!!

Around 8:30 PM last night I wound up yelling this exclamation to Darco in the driveway.


Real. Driveway.

Over the three day weekend we’ve been doing nothing but moving our possessions from our apartment to our house. Praise God for friends and family. So many people have helped us with cleaning, moving, and even cooking for us. It’s truly a memorable experience that’ll forever last in my heart.

…but about those stars…

Like any other soul, I too have my silent prayers. One of them was to see the stars again. Growing up, the stars were in my backyard. Moving to college, then moving to the city, I lost the stars. City lights, parking lot nights, I lost track of my childhood home.

Our home is now in the rural escape around the city. The stars come out each night, shining past the occasional flight preparing for landing. My prayer is answered. I find myself clamoring to the sky, my wife lost as to why this was such a big deal. Answered personal prayers are a big deal.



I can see the stars.
Welcome home.


XXXI: Old Friend

Hello old friend.

Life slows down for no one; this is the concept that I’ve learned to embrace over the past week, month, and year. Interestingly enough, this time a year ago I was asked by an administrator if I’d stay, as a sub, for a teacher-in-service day at the school that I had been a substitute teacher in for a few weeks. Continue reading

Mobile Minutes: Never Ending Joy

I love how life is no longer, “just another week.” I’m grateful that I’m praying for Friday night because I’m so tired each day from school. Frankly, teaching is so fun it’s rather disturbing. This week was another taste of insanity; school, parent teacher conferences, debates, and my first experience at cross country meets.

Does it get better? I’m not sure because this stuff is fun…


Assignment: Attack your thoughts about these political cartoons and propaganda with Post-It notes. Good luck!


My very first cross country runners with their hard earned medals.

This is a pretty cool life.


XXXI: 4 years, 37000 views, and many lifetimes later

I can hear my wife sleeping. She’s been asleep for nearly three hours now. Six hours ago she arrived back into the United States from her first international mission trip. As you could imagine, she’s rather tired. I’ve checked on her a few times, but she’s just sprawled out on the bed, soaking up the air conditioning, and peacefully asleep.

Not too bad for four years of reliving life.

It dawned on me a few days ago that I had passed the yearly anniversary of the founding of FilingThePapers. As much as I hate cliches, life really does fly by when you’re having fun. I went ahead and popped back to this time in 2011. On this day; I had began the process of collecting my belongings down south and awaited my new life up here. Honestly, I could have never predicted the life that was waiting for me. I’ve made business, failed business, hired, and fired. I’ve had bills caught up, and I’ve ran the risk of having my electricity shut off. I was single, I was alone, and I was angry for so long. Continue reading

Mobile Minutes: Body Parts & Whatnot

I don’t understand how over the years I’ve been labeled as the crazy one…

I’m not playing video games in my late 20’s while my wife cleans.
I’m not living in my parents house.
I’m not wearing skinny jeans.
I’m not declaring to have an internal gender identity separate from the external gender.
I don’t own a confederate flag. No, the south will not rise again.
I don’t own a rainbow flag.
I don’t wave signs that suggest, “God hates fags.”
I have a job.
I survived off minimum wage.
I can’t stand Fox News or CNN.
I have had heartfelt conversations with Muslim’s, Hindu’s, people of different races, people with disabilities, people who are gay, and people who are straight. We all found ways to smile while talking and listening to one another.
I’ve voted for Republicans and Democrats; neither instance did I smell sulfur.
I believe in God.

How am I the crazy one?


Mobile Minutes: Shifting Priorities

Sometimes the day just doesn’t work in our favor.

Yesterday I didn’t sleep well due to excitement, I was getting my school issued MacBook during a morning meeting. Upon arrival, way too early in the morning, I sat through two hours of ‘turning it on, and turn it off again’. It was a worthy sacrifice for the computer. However, what caught me off guard was learning that we had a second training meeting.

July 31, 2015. Continue reading

XXXI: Summer Time (Finally)

Go figure I’d write this on June 21st (first official day of summer). I can firmly say that I’m officially embracing the summer break of 2016. My tests are finished for certification, I’ve already had my first few teacher meetings for the summer, my mission trip is finished up, and I’m actually looking at my first week of the summer where I don’t have anything slated.

Meaning, I have no excuse on getting distracted. Even though we’re still in June, the reality is, is that school starts back up in less than two months. Factor in that this will be my first year teaching and the work that comes with it, and already I’m breathing a little uneasy. i’ve got books to read, lessons to prepare, and even a curriculum to better understand. That doesn’t include the fact that I need to actually get into my classroom, acquire design pieces, and start to put the room together (at least mentally). I’m sure my typing smells of ‘new teacher’, but that’s half the fun in my book. For some strange reason it’s worth going the extra mile to have fun with your students, while also teaching them in the same manner. If the dynamics of the classroom are off, the students will be distracted…and so will I.

Currently, inside this classroom I have two walls that are nearly 100% dry erase boards and two walls that are brick. I’m thinking of theming the room to some weird, strange coffee and Japanese cafe world. I just can’t handle the concept of teaching in a sterile environment. It’s not fair to the students.

I suppose in these coming weeks that’s going to be my life in a nutshell. Working on lessons, living the real version of “The Sims” when looking at my classroom, attending some classes, and of course…running. Today was my first day off in seven days. I feel alright, I definitely need some new shoes as I’ve passed the 500 mile threshold on both of my pairs, but my legs are doing better.

I think body mechanics is a fascinating topic to explore when learning about your own body. When I started running again, even all the way up to the recent months, my knees and legs were the sorest parts of my body. As I told my doctor a few weeks ago though, something has changed in my mechanics. I’m not sure what, but those areas no longer host the most soreness after a training session.

My hips do.

This is actually encouraging for me. That tells me that my legs have strengthened and now I’m going to continue to work on developing my hip muscles; they tend to be rather important in the fast, repetitive motion of the style of running that I enjoy. With life finally calming down, I can also ensure that I’m getting in every valuable workout that I can. Darco and I are heading out east in the final week of July for the Liberty Mile and to see some pretty epic friends.

I’m alright with this life. There’s so much to always work on, but that’s coming to be part of the joy behind all of it. Teaching, running, praising…trying to be more optimistic, more forgiving, and asking for my forgiveness are definitely on my list of things I’d like to improve upon.

I guess here’s to a happy summer full of exploration, knowledge, and dreams!