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The Gift

In the break/lunch room today sharing stories of our children and the new school year approaching when the topic came up on conception. How this happened, I don’t know, may have been the over the color of the guacamole that prompted this discussion, but that is an entirely different blog post.. I digress, their stories were full of the usual witticisms about weight gain/loss, hormones and the lack there of,,oh did I mention I am the only male in this conversation, my co-workers are the real heroes who bore the brunt of punishment and pain only associated to me by a kick in the groin by a 4 year old playing Wrestle Mania with you in the yard,,, but I thought their stories paled in comparison to the story of how my son “C” was given to us by God..

I recall it was a Tuesday, a day like any other (where have I heard this before),, anyway, I’m scheduled to have a Vasectomy on Wednesday 9am and I’m a little nervous about it.. My cell phone rings and the caller id shows it to be my beautiful bride Kiki, cheerfully I answer her call, “Hi baby, whatcha doin?”.. to which I receive, “Oh nothin, but we have a problem”.. I’m thinking,, well crap the water heater is broke, or the AC is on the blink.. “No baby, we have a much bigger problem than that, I”m pregnant”.. what seems like an eternity of silence on my end as I quickly run the scenario’s through my head… “She’s kidding, It’s a late April Fools joke, something is amiss here”.. She calmly says, “Honey, are you there”,, and I blurt out.. “Ha You’re kidding me right?”…….

No, it was not a joke, we really were pregnant with our second son, a true gift from God, as our first son took 10 years to conceive through prayer, and a little help from a Reproductive Doctor.. And yes, I did get the Vasectomy the next day as scheduled.. I told him this story and he just laughed.. when I shared this with my friends at work, they all just stared blankly at me for a moment, then proceeded to go on about their tales of poop, rashes, milk, hemorrhoids and other not very pleasant things concerning hair removal.

The World is Burning

I’m having a lot of trouble here, so please if I’m wrong, someone please enlighten me as to why I should support a terrorist organization as in Hamas?. The Hamasholes ( word coined by Mark Levin) have taken their children and used them as human shields, hidden rockets in hospitals, schools, UN buildings etc..  as they send rocket after rocket into Israel. I don’t understand the pro-hamas(Palestinian)  movements across the country. Why doesn’t our ally Israel deserve to exist? Why does the world (including leaders of my country it seems) hate the Jewish population of this country?. Can you explain it to me so that I can understand why so many arab nations want to annihilate an entire country?

I have a lot of Jewish friends and it brings pain to my heart when I know that they are indeed afraid for their birthright, yes birthright.  I believe that God gave Israel to the Jewish peoples there. I believe we (as a Nation) should continue to help them defend it in anyway possible, I believe that those here in America (particularly the uber-left wing celebrity) have no fucking clue as to what the State of Israel had and has continued to do to survive in this world. So.. someone please, enlighten me as to why people in this country (USA) hate Israel and support a known terrorist organization.  I am sometimes close minded to a lot of things, but I can’t comprehend this AT ALL.

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