Tales of the Ordinary Days

When we deny the story, it defines us. When we own the story, we can write a brave ending. I love this quote. Our story is our very own. The key is that we own it and learn from it. And then with that great knowledge, we script our own ending. My 90 days+ off gave me the piece of mind to reflect on my journey to date. My work life. My home life. My faith life. I spent a lot of time carefully reflecting on my past. With my main goal to best determine my purpose in life, this perspective was vital. My quest to fulfill my purpose meant owning my story. Over a conversation with my brother last weekend, I was reminded that my siblings and I have been paying into the Social Security system since the mid-70's. Work and experience in a variety of endeavors is not something lacking with the Wagner kids. We walked beans as soon as we were old enough to go to school. Before I was out of high school I had babysat extensively, detassled corn, worked at a small town drive-in and w...

I posted this blog four years ago on the day we moved Zach out of the house to begin his freshman year of college. With blogged reflections on both myself and the unknowns of Zach's journey ahead, I am again reminded that regardless of the journey, people and the priorities around them are what matter most. Who knew where four years would take both of us? Gun-school, Think Healthcare, homes in Colorado. None on either of our radars that August day four years back. A fun and fulfilling ride in this journey of life continues! _____________________________________________________________  Zach is now a Phi Psi...all moved in to the fraternity house. August 15, 2011 I do prescribe to the quote that life is like a box of chocolates.    You never really know what you are going to get or what each day has in store for you.    Today I took my oldest son to New Student Enrollment at UNL.    My vision of the day was me following up on my list of unanswer...