A goat smells like goat (Q14)

When I was little I used to spend time in Italy with my grandparents. I was a big trouble maker, so it’s hard to believe how anyone put up with me. If I have a child that tries to pull the stuff that I did growing up… I may go bonkers. I recall one time…

Open your ears to the clouds (Q13)

There is a gentle breeze in the air. The pine tree is slowly dancing to the sounds of leaves blowing in the wind. A bumble bee buzzes by; flying from plant to plant in search of whatever it is that might tickle his fancy. Grapes hang from their vine waiting to ripen. The leaves of…

One man can move a mountain side (Q12)

There are times when we feel compelled to stand up for something, but discouraged because we are only one person.  What can one person really do? Is it worth standing up at the risk of having our legs swept out from under us? Can one person move a mountain? My father’s family is from a…

Drop the plan and wing it (Q11)

It was three years ago this month when I proposed to my wife. We had been together for a long, long time. I finally felt comfortable with where I was in my career and found myself with the means to propose and then (barely) afford a wedding. I decided I was going to plan out…

Generosity ripples through generations (Q10)

With some discouraging news having come up last week, 52Quarters has not been top of mind. As such, I will have two shorter posts this week (1 to make up for last week and 1 for this week). There are always lots of stories shared at the dinner table… some sticking out more than others.…

Enjoy the journey and savor each milestone (Q9)

I originally started this blog for the same reason I have ever done anything in life… the idea got stuck in my head.  I wanted to share stories to connect with other people. I wanted to drive people to reflect on their own stories and realize the lessons from each of their own. It has…

A little bird can change your perspective (Q8)

When I was little I spent quite a bit of time in Italy with my grandmother. I did lots to keep myself occupied (collected giant snails, rode a bike without brakes down the mountain side, climbed hay bales, and a number of other things that got me in trouble). I never went looking to get…

Hold your siblings close (Q6)

I was sitting at work when I got word that the brother of an old friend of mine had been in a fatal car accident. When you hear these things on the news they never seem to hit home, this was different. I searched for the story online and found myself unable to peel my…

A smile can tell a story (Q5)

No need for words. I find myself staring in the mirror studying different variations of a smile. A forced smile, staged smile, fake smile, sad smile, sneeky smile, smirk and so on. This is not a hobby of mine, but on this particular day I was drawn to the simple complexity of a smile and…