Born to Raise Hell

Dear Reader, forgive my absence!

There is good reason for my lack of posts the past two weeks and my Word of the Week the other day was a clue.

Here is the reason:


My son –

Ten hours old and resting after stoically greeting the world with an unimpressed ‘Mjeh!’ – he is strong and determined, despite an early arrival.

I have other news as well, but they will have to wait until I’ve settled in a bit more. I aim to keep updating the blog, and I promise that it won’t be about this wee lad…much.

Until next time, Dear Reader: take care!


And so it begins…

“I saw that my life was a vast glowing empty page and I could do anything I wanted.”
―Jack Kerouac

Hello world, here I am – naked, screaming, full of potential!

You don’t know me yet, and it will be a lifetime until we are truly acquainted with one another, but rest assured that we shall both be irrevocably changed before this friendship is over. My time is now.

I see you.