Category: Love In Your Heart

To Love and be Loved

To appreciate life do this

To appreciate life, contemplate death. 

Not in a morbid or wishful way, but in a way that makes today, right now, seem like a precious gift – to be unwrapped and enjoyed.

And every day is a new gift. A new gift to be unwrapped and enjoyed.

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Happy 35th Wedding Anniversary

Bicycle honeymoon trip
As a child, i thought i could never get married because i would never be able to publically kiss a girl.

 

Bicycle honeymoon trip
My Father-In-Law is roughly 60 years old in this photo.

 

Bicycle honeymoon trip
The photographer captured a great moment.

 

Bicycle honeymoon trip
Two of the tallest Guests dancing with us. You had to pay for this privilege. A tradition to raise some spending money for the bride and groom.

 

Bicycle honeymoon trip
A bicycle honeymoon trip happened 14 months after our wedding.

 

Bicycle honeymoon trip
Most brides could never fathom a honeymoon of biking all day and camping in a pup-tent at night – for 17 days. Yet every cyclist i’ve ever met loves a great downhill ride.

 

Bicycle honeymoon trip
Bicycle honeymoon trip in the San Juan Islands of Puget Sound, Washington.

 

Bicycle honeymoon trip
Everything we did during those 17 days was missing the modern-day convenience.

 

Bicycle honeymoon trip
Many meals took place next to the Pacific Ocean.

 

Bicycle honeymoon trip
Many lunches revolved around peanut butter and bread. This lunch had some pizzaz because we had leftover marshmallows from the previous night’s campfire. Also, the peanut butter was carried in plastic because it’s lighter than glass. Back in the day, peanut butter only came in glass containers.

 

Bicycle honeymoon trip
Roads were mostly deserted.

 

Bicycle honeymoon trip
This was not a posed photo. Cheryl is gazing at an island harbor full of personal boats, near sunset.

 

Bicycle honeymoon trip
Making our way to a campsite for another evening under the stars.

 

Bicycle honeymoon trip
Two bicycles, named Netherlands (after Dan Fogelberg’s album, and Pullman, the Washington State town we lived in as newlyweds.

 

Bicycle honeymoon trip
Things got a little crazy at the wedding reception. Our best man, Cort, split his pants doing this.

 

Bicycle honeymoon trip
Tom Hollis, a fraternity brother, had two lifetime firsts at the reception – first time at the top of a Sig Ep pyramid and first time dancing on a table.

 

Bicycle honeymoon trip
Waiting for the morning Ferry to continue our journey back to America (from Victoria, British Columbia on Vancouver Island.

 

Bicycle honeymoon trip
Moments before we rode through Pullman, Washington to meet a Washington State Professor. We placed our bikes in his small pickup truck, which we then drove six hours across the state to Seattle – the professor drove the U-Haul truck full of his stuff. He was relocating to a new job and needed a “sage-wagon” driver.

 

Bicycle honeymoon trip
Second-morning campsite was one of the coziest.

 

Bicycle honeymoon trip
A bicycle honeymoon trip often looks exactly like this. That’s Cheryl in the lower middle.

 

Bicycle honeymoon trip
Can you imagine traveling like this?

 

A honeymoon trip like this is a once-in-a-lifetime experience.

It’s likely that my year at Disney in 1982 influenced me at a subconscious level to be intentional about creating a memory that would last a lifetime.

 

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Happy 35th Anniversary

wedding anniversary
Camera self-timer took the photo used in our 1983 wedding invitation. Location: high atop Kamiak Butte, north of Pullman, Washington, home of Washington State University.

 

 

Today, May 25, i write this one month before the actual day we got married.

(and of course, this goes public on the actual day, June 25)

It was a sunny and hot Summer day in 1983.

We were in Allentown, Pennsylvania.

John and Margaret Zubek’s three-story row-home was full of bridesmaid’s activity all morning long – helping their daughter, Cheryl Ann, get ready for the wedding ceremony at Saint Michael’s Byzantine Catholic Church on Green Street .

All the groomsmen were at Aunt Betty’s and Uncle Joe’s house a town over in Bethlehem, Pennsylvania.

By far, one of the best days of my life.

 

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Where are you from?

Disney Keynote speakers
Rare 2013 photo of our Family together backstage Disney – Disney Institute HQ.

 

Where are you from?

Allentown, Pennsylvania.

Family ties are challenging because some family members seek opportunities out-of-state.

Case in point, our ancestors left Europe (or Africa, against their will) and crossed the Atlantic.

And relocation fragments a family unit.

Always has, always will.

Relocation, with it’s uncomfortable fragmentation, also creates opportunities for future generations to thrive differently – and better – than in their homeland.

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Letting go of what you want

Car crash skid marks
Last night at Disney Springs.

 

Letting go of what you want.

This could be the most challenging (the ultimate?) to-do item we ever tackle.

Accomplishing it brings a Zen-like peace. At least that’s what success seems like it would bring.

Not accomplishing a complete letting go of things we hold on to brings us a worry that is too difficult to bear.

The antidote, for which i am convinced, is to fully live each day – to not put off until tomorrow what we can (and should) do today.

In this manner, if we loose something or someone we have peace knowing we didn’t squander what we had (or who we had) while it was present in our life.

That’s all we can really hope for.

 

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On April Fool’s Day 2009, jeff noel began writing five daily, differently-themed blogs (on five different sites). It was to be a 100-day self-imposed “writer’s bootcamp”, in preparation for writing his first book. He hasn’t missed a single day since.

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