Raised in Nebraska we left when I was 3. My dad was following the construction boom in Texas. Came back to Nebraska at age 10 with a little brother and 2 parents that no longer got along for a week at a time. All of my childhood memories are in Nebraska. All of my lifelong friends are from Nebraska. All of my grandmother’s words, lessons, and memories always remind me of Nebraska. I will be going to my home state this weekend. It’s always weird going back. I see people I’ve known my whole life. Some of them have never left. They stay because it’s all they know. The few that have gotten away go back a few times a year like I do to check in. Taking my wife and boys to where I grew up is healing. I take them to my parents graves. I take them to meet my heavenly family as well. My sons will know all about Ryan. How much I wanted him. How much I still think about him every day. How much his passing has affected me and turned me into a big mushy daddy. It’s because of his loss that I really cling on to every moment with them. I value and cherish my children. Only a parent that has lost a child can know what that is like. It’s a sad you never get over. You carry it everywhere. My wife is very good about letting me not talk about it. She asks I try to answer as much as I can until I can’t find words and have to walk out for a little while. I usually take my dog for a walk and try to breathe. Going back to Nebraska just brings it all back. That’s why I don’t go back as often as I should.

I do appreciate all of my family that come to visit us in Chicago. Chicago is home for me. I have lived in Chicago for almost 10 years now. Minus the stops in OKC/Yukon for a few months while I opened that office there. And then there’s the few months in Las Vegas we all know about. They don’t count because I was never a resident long enough to make it a home. It was just a job site. It’s also the places I left the most impact. My Oklahoma people are some of the nicest folks you will ever meet. My Las Vegas people taught me how to never give up on things. Opening that office was very tough. The city fought me every step of the way until I finally adjusted how I wanted to conduct business. And then Lindsay came in and greased the right palms, shook the right hands, and flew in the right kind of contacts to help us get further into our endeavors. Those are things I’ve never dealt with before. It works but to me it seems dirty. I don’t like it. I don’t like some of the people she associates with. They seem dangerous even though they aren’t. Or maybe they are but we will never see that side of them. I just know they make me nervous and I don’t know why.

Chicago, my home sweet home, is a great city. I don’t care what the news says. Crime is everywhere and I do understand certain areas of our beloved city can be rough. You just do all you can to treat everyone with respect and pray to God you stay safe. I live in the Lincoln Park area and have the benefit of being a few blocks away from the Lake. We are safe in our building. My condo sits right next to a hospital. My office is downtown and soon will be in a new location. All a few blocks north from the Willis Tower on Washington. Great area. Right near the Chicago River and all the great places to eat. I will miss our little building on Washington. It served it’s purpose. I remember bringing Shelly to it on Day 1 and her saying this crap hole is our new headquarters? Lol Then it took her 2 years to say this place cleaned up nice. Yes it did. Now we have outgrown it. And the new building will bring us into the next phase of SJC.

I have changed so much over the years. I’m still tall, still athletic. Still kind, and still smiling a lot. But I’m older now. Maybe a shade or two cynical. I have been through a lot and have learned to laugh things off. You have to. I have so many blessings in my life. I wake up happy. I go to bed next to the woman of my dreams and I have children who adore me. I love Chicago. I really do. I never wanted to leave. Then life happened and my wife and I decided Paris is where we belong. We will be moving in 2 years. It’s going to go by so fast. Am I ready to move? No. Will Lindsay really let me leave the country with her god sons? Lol Probably not without an epic hissy fit. Either way, 2 years from now my life will look so much different from today. That’s God’s plan. He guides me into the next direction. What’s the point of living in the past? All that does is remind you of who you were. I love my life. I love everything happening to me. It’s all been great. And most of all I love God. I don’t know where I would be without Him. God has been my rock. I pray everyday to do good, be good, say good. I want my boys to understand that God will always take care of them just as I will too. It’s so important to me to praise God. I am so thankful for my life. I knew some day I would get married. A lot of my relatives lost money the day I did. That’s their fault for giving up on me. I just had to meet the right girl. My wife is my best friend. She really is. God brought her to me. It’s my job to show her daily how much I love and need her. She is everything to me. And I know when she reads this in the morning she will text me and say thank you baby, you are so sweet. I’m sweet on you, darling. Always will be.

I love all of my readers and fans. Thanks for sticking by me so long. We will have a very busy weekend so I may not update for a few days. I will try to write at night to keep track of everything. I just posted a bunch of new photos on my Facebook if you guys want to see pictures from our Wisconsin Dells trip. And a few new photos of our new office building. I went there today to have a look. It’s coming along.

Have a great night everyone and I will update as soon as I can. Good night!

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