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dad, husband, entrepreneur, living one day at a time

[BR @brsavol]

@WrigleyFieldVol @BillisKing Where you been bro! 😎

[BR @brsavol]

@ALiferGaDawg Been around just laying low. Retired and moving out of Florida and back to Tennessee. Hope you’re doing well.

[BR @brsavol]

@ChristinaTippen Where can you buy Pantone151? I’m having trouble finding it and most places are telling me it’s proprietary.

[BR @brsavol]

@YankeefaninTenn Happy birthday! Cheers 🥂

[BR @brsavol]

@StacyRayS @DRVawl @KingTheoVol Prayers up!

[Life Truth Way @Life_truthway]

The Most Powerful Prayer 🙌

[BR @brsavol]

@JesusisChristX @TheOrangeEvent Amen

[Slim @onu_slim]

If your parent is 75, I need you to stop and really sit with that number for a moment.

75 is not old in the way we used to think of old, but it is a number that carries weight, a number that asks something of you, a number that quietly changes the rules of the relationship without announcing itself.

At 75 they move a little slower, they repeat stories you have already heard, sometimes twice in the same sitting, and you smile and listen because somewhere inside you already know that one day you will beg God for just one more telling.

They sleep earlier now, tire faster, and some days the body that once seemed invincible reminds both of you that it is only human after all.

But watch their eyes when you walk into the room, watch what happens to their entire face, because that is not nothing, that is everything.

At 75 your parent has buried friends, survived things they never told you about, swallowed fears they did not want to pass on, and still asks how you are doing before they ever mention how they are feeling, not out of weakness, but because their love has become instinct.

The reversal is happening whether you acknowledge it or not, and sometimes it shows up not in grand gestures but in a phone call that lasts longer than necessary, a visit with no agenda, a moment of sitting beside them and letting the silence mean something.

So go, call, visit, sit with them, listen to the story you have heard before as if it is the first time, because one day it will be the last time and you will not know it until it is already gone.

At 75 they do not need your pity, they need you to show up, fully, presently, as the person they spent their whole life building.

Give them that, while you still can.

[Ryan Schumpert @ryanschumpert00]

Rick Barnes on Ethan Burg: "I’ll tell you a great story with Ethan. He was really struggling, and I actually asked him one day, I said, are you about ready to quit? Because he was down, about as low as you could be.

He said to me, Coach, I will never, ever quit on these guys. He said, this is the first real team I’ve ever been a part of. He says if I never play another minute, I will never quit on these guys. I promise you. He said I love them. There’s a brotherhood with us. I would never quit on them.

And he hasn’t. The last couple games, we wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for him. He has maturity, and he went through a tough time.

You’ve got to realize, his family has been in and out of bunkers in Tel Aviv for months now. It’s been tough on him, but he’s handled it really, really well.

That was one of the greatest things that any player’s ever said to me. He said, I would never quit on these guys. And he wasn’t playing. He just kept grinding and good things happen to people that do that.”

[Life Truth Way @Life_truthway]

Most Powerful Prayer .
Put Amen - For God Blessings .

[BR @brsavol]

@pbrown247 @TheOrangeEvent That’s awesome.👏

[BR @brsavol]

Very true. Cats and the cradle.

[Slim @onu_slim]

The Day Your Parents Stop Being Your Parents

Let me say this….Most people don’t realize this until it’s too late. Your parents are slowly becoming human. Not “Dad the provider” or “Mum the protector” but simply two people getting tired, getting older, and getting quieter with time.

The same people who once carried you like you were the most important thing in the world will one day start hiding their pain so they don’t become your burden.

There will be a day your father repeats the same story, because time is slowly taking things from him. There will be a day your mother calls you just to hear your voice, because loneliness has started sitting beside her.

And the painful part is this….. You will be busy……Busy building your life, chasing money, trying to become someone. Meanwhile, the people who made you someone are quietly fading into the background of your life.

We talk a lot about leaving home and becoming independent, but nobody tells you this truth. Independence should never mean emotional distance. Growing up should not mean growing away.

Call them now…..visit them also sit with them without rushing. Because one day, you won’t be managing your time around them anymore. You will be wishing for one more conversation you didn’t think mattered.

Just thought of telling you guys this

[BR @brsavol]

@Clowfb Well said!

[BR @brsavol]

Maturity.

[Fathers Diary @Fathers_Diary]

5 years old - Dad knows everything!

7 years old - Dad knows.

10 years old - Maybe dad doesn’t know?!

12 years old - Dad doesn’t know.

14 years old - Dads gone crazy!

16 years old - Can’t take dad seriously.

18 years old - What does dad know?!

22 years old - Dads talking rubbish!

24 years old - I know more than dad!

26 years old - Dad seems to know some things after all.

30 years old - Think I should ask dad about this?!

40 years old - It’s amazing how dad went through all this!

45 years old - Dads been right all along.

50 years old - If dad was here, I could have learned a lot from him.

Your father is the only man who's proud to see you doing better than him.

[Iron Clad Men @Ironcladmen]

As children, we see our parents as authority figures who should always know what to do

We expect perfection from them

But when you grow older, you realize something uncomfortable:

Your father was just a man carrying responsibilities, pressures, fears, and expectations while figuring life out in real time

[BR @brsavol]

So true.

[CooperBaggs 💰🍞 @edgaralandough]

Your Parents Are Getting Older.
30 Things To Do With Them Before Time Moves On.

1. Record their voice telling a story. One day that voice becomes a sound you can never hear again.

[Vol Til I Fall @vol_til]

@ByMikeWilson @Cubs Let’s use this for another push to take care of his family.

https://t.co/Rcua8lPXbj

[Mike Wilson @ByMikeWilson]

Wes Rucker loved to celebrate the Cubbies with a good “Go Cubs. Go America.”

Thank you, @Cubs 🫡

[BR @brsavol]

Oh so true. Don’t be that child.

[Kevin Quintero. @VargasKevi23363]

Mi madre me llamó 17 veces esa noche.
Yo estaba ocupado.
Tengo 29.
Ella 58.

No era urgente.
Eso pensé.
Estaba en una reunión.
Luego en el gimnasio.
Después salí con amigos.

—Luego la llamo —dije.
No llamé.

A las 11:43 pm entró otro mensaje.
“Cuando puedas, hijo.”
Nada más.

Sin drama.
Sin reclamos.

Al día siguiente desperté tarde.

Tenía 4 llamadas perdidas de un número desconocido.

Era el hospital.

—Su madre ingresó anoche —dijo una voz tranquila.

Sentí un vacío en el estómago.
—¿Está bien?

Silencio breve.

—Llegó sola. Dijo que no quería molestar a su hijo.

Manejé sin sentir las manos.

La encontré en una camilla.
Con oxígeno.
Con los ojos cerrados.

Cuando me vio, sonrió.

—Estabas ocupado —susurró.

Quise explicarle.
Quise justificarme.
Quise mentir.

No pude.

Me tomó la mano.

—Tranquilo. Ya pasó.
Eso dolió más que cualquier reclamo.
Se recuperó.
Volvió a casa.

Pero algo cambió en mí.

Esa noche revisé mi historial de llamadas.

Durante años, siempre era ella quien llamaba primero.
Siempre era ella quien insistía.
Siempre era ella quien esperaba.
Yo solo respondía cuando podía.
Mientras manejaba de regreso entendí algo que nadie te advierte:

El día que tus padres dejan de llamarte tanto…
no es porque aprendieron a respetar tu espacio.

Es porque aprendieron a vivir sin él.

Y hay silencios que no vuelven a sonar igual.