Tim Boyd's Blog

Happy Thanksgiving!  I hope you have a great day on Thursday.  I hope that great day turns into a great weekend.  Then I hope that great weekend turns into a great “Holidays.”  In turn, I hope that great holiday season turns into a great new year.  I hope that new year turns into a great year.  Then that year turns into an amazing life. I hope the same thing for myself too.  (I’m not quite as altruistic as I came across in that first paragraph). If I can give you just one thing to think about for a moment on this Thanksgiving Day it would be this - Don’t let fear ruin your day. Take the day off.  Take the day off of fear. If you had no fear - what would you say today? If you had no fear - who would you call today? If you had no fear - what would you quit today? If you had no fear - what would you start today? If only life were that simple, right?  It’s hard to not be ruled by the fear within our hearts.  It seems very unresponsible or un-adult to not allow fe

Last night most of the family was sitting in the living room just hanging out after finishing work, homework, chores, etc.  I was on the couch trying to keep my eyes open as I was going over some homework stuff with one of the kids.  I think it was multiplication flashcards. I looked down to the floor where Silas (my Kindergartner) was saying something to Wesley (the baby).  What he said didn't quite register at first. "Wesley what are you eating?"  Silas says. I looked over and thought nothing of it. "Wesley what are you eating?"  Silas says again. Uh oh!  I jumped off the couch and ran over to the baby.  I saw him chewing on something so I grabbed him and started digging around in his mouth.  I was shocked when I pulled out a full-size sticker!  He could have very easily choked on that sticker had he tried to swallow it.  The damage in that situation could have been major. I told Silas I was proud of him for saying something.  If it wasn't for

There I was standing in front of the dressing room at TJ Max on a Tuesday night holding a baby stroller.  I was tired.  I was TIRED. The day before was Halloween and our church did our Trunk or Treat.  I worked that day.  Then I had to get our trunk ready at the parking lot as I also helped others figure out where they should park.  I had two of my kids come early with me to “help.”  (I’m using that term loosely.) We did our church event until about 8pm and then we hopped into 2 vehicles to take our 5 kids (7 months - 13 years) and three of their friends trick or treating in another part of town.  On the way out there we had to stop and buy baby Wes a pacifier.  He was tired and upset.  We tricked or treated with about 800,000 of our closest friends in the dark surrounded by packs of unaccompanied minors (in my group were 4 girls 11-14 so I was already on edge.) We got home and sent everyone to bed.  We crawled into bed and the next thing I know my alarm went off at 4:45.