Not to be too morbid, but even though I’m sick it doesn’t mean that I can stop working. I’ve become a bit of a workaholic. I just want to make sure that my family is not…
I blogged not too long ago about the vacation my family and I were planning on taking. I am happy to report that we had a wonderful time and experienced so many exciting things. My wife…
Soon I will be taking my family to something that will be my greatest vacation, how things are going probably my last as well. We will go to Berlin with an airplane (what the hell dad,…
Some readers contacted me wondering where is all this money coming from. Suddenly find out I have terminal illness and I begin spending like there is no tomorrow. The thing is that I always wanted a…
Everyone in my family was always a movie freak. My son even wants to become a director in Hollywood, he always carries his camera around and makes all kinds of short videos. Daughter is pretty much…
The house that we live in is pretty old and it just doesn’t feel right leaving it this way knowing that I might not be there when something goes wrong. So here’s the home renovation plan….
When I was first diagnosed I was completely overwhelmed. Receiving such information is shocking to say the least. I have never smoked in my life, not even a single cigarette. I was eating right thanks to…
Not to be too morbid, but even though I’m sick it doesn’t mean that I can stop working. I’ve become a bit of a workaholic. I just want to make sure that my family is not going to suffer financially once I’m gone. I’ve been trying to balance my time between working and spending time with them, but either way I do it it’s a losing battle.
On one hand, I want to earn as much money as I can in order to not leave my family in a financial lurch once I’m gone. On the other hand, I want to spend as much time with my loved ones as possible and create great memories so once I’m gone they have those to think of. I feel as though I’m losing two different battles, the one for my life and the other for my children.
I recently started a contract with Key Property Group, they do business valuations in Sydney. The strange thing about the contract is they’ve basically asked me to rip off the website design one of their biggest competitors in the business valuation field: Valuator. I feel kind of creepy doing it but that’s what they want so who am I to complain?
I’ve been working hard for these guys, since I’m trying to complete the contract on time. It got me thinking, “Why are people valuating their businesses? Are they dying like me?”
I have found that this cancer has made me hyper-aware of life and death. These thoughts occupy my brain a majority of the time. At times, when I go and receive my chemo treatments I am amazed at the diversity of people who are also there to receive their treatments. Cancer doesn’t discriminate. There are people younger than me and people older than me. Some of them are more affluent than me, while others look on the verge of homelessness. I know I should judge people and I don’t, but I do notice that there is no rhyme or reason for this disease.
Some mothers that are receiving chemo hold pictures of their children in their hands, and my heart aches for them. Not that losing a father is any better, but it makes the fellow patience seem “more real.” It gives them a back story, a reference point where I can connect to them emotionally. When my wife doesn’t have to work, and the kids are in school, she’ll come with me to my treatments and hold my hand as the poison enters my body. She tries to lighten the mood with upbeat talk and plans for the future, she is the most darling woman I have ever met and I could not love her more. She seems to be able to forget she is sitting a room with potential soon to be corpses. I know it’s morbid and I shouldn’t think like that, but it’s hard not to. The grim reaper will be knocking on my door soon with his long scythe. Sometimes, when I’m receiving my treatments alone, I will read books by Terry Pratchett. Several of his books feature the grim reaper and I enjoy thinking of the grim reaper in a more positive way like he is in the books. It lets me relate to this unforeseen looming destiny in a more enjoyable way.
I think the take away here is that I’m going to try and be more positive. Yes, death comes for us all, but I don’t have to walk around like a shell of a man. I’m going to change this mindset and work harder to live in the present because that’s what old me would have wanted.
I blogged not too long ago about the vacation my family and I were planning on taking. I am happy to report that we had a wonderful time and experienced so many exciting things. My wife and I are glad we had the chance to expose the kids to different cultures and we know we created memories that will last a lifetime.
When you travel to various foreign destinations, you cannot help but notice the differences in what you are seeing and doing in comparison to what you are accustomed to back home. One noticeable difference I saw very early on was the popularity of beards in Europe. While there are men that sport beards here in the Philippines, the number of those that do in France, Germany, Italy, and Croatia is far larger.
When I got back home, I did a little research on beards and want to share what I found as well as some pictures of some really interesting beard styles. I will, of course, post a more traditional article about the vacation and the sites and encounters we experienced at a later date so stay tuned for those. For now, here’s what we learned.
First, a little history about beards. Ancient Egyptians, Iranians, and Greeks all viewed beards as a sign of virility and honor. Often, shaving a beard off was a form of punishment. It was around 299 BC when the Romans began the practice of shaving and a cleanly shaved face was seen as a distinguishing trait that identified the men as Roman and not Greek.
Beards have played an important role in certain religions. In Christianity, Jesus Christ and many of the leaders and prophets of the Bible have beards. Members of the priesthood and monastics often wear beards. The Amish men shave until they marry and then grow a beard and keep it for the remainder of their lives.
Many Yoga practitioners wear beards and Shaivites, followers of one of the most widely practiced sects of Hinduism, typically have beards as they are prohibited from owning anything, including a razor. In Islam, God commanded Abraham to wear a beard and many Sunnah adhere strictly to this practice.
There is a lot more involved with growing and maintaining a beard that I had originally thought. Just stop shaving and trim it up from time to time was what I assumed. There are things like the cheek and neck line that have to be considered which are largely dependent on the beard style and a man’s individual facial hair growth pattern.
You need to have a beard trimmer with the appropriate sized guard, along with a sharp pair of scissors. Using a good beard oil is recommended to keep the beard smooth and shiny. I found a large selection of beard oil at http://beardbrand.com. Beard oil also helps prevent the itchiness that can accompany a beard.
My kids and I had a great time looking at all the pictures of different beard styles on the Internet. The picture featured is the one they agreed on they liked the best.
We also found many YouTube videos about how to care for and style beards. Here is one we especially like that shows the various stages of grow out that the guy had over a three year period of time. It really is interesting.
Well, that’s all for now. Thanks for joining me and keep checking back.
Soon I will be taking my family to something that will be my greatest vacation, how things are going probably my last as well.
We will go to Berlin with an airplane (what the hell dad, worst vacation ever) for the children to see the world, my wife to absorb the culture and the language she likes so much. And for me well, you could say I enjoy learning about World War II. We will visit all kind of places there for 5 days and then we will go back home, or so they will think.
We will board a plane to Croatia, I have worked for a client from there this year and the place looks simply amazing. We will visit all sorts of national parks, beaches and restaurants.
After that we are borrowing a yacht and going to Venice, Italy. From there we will stop at several Italian cities making our way to the other side of the coast. Eventually leading to Cannes, France. At which point my wife will probably have a heart attack from joy as she always wished to visit the country.
We will rent a car and make a way over the whole France, eventually visiting Paris and staying there for two days. Making sure to visit Louvre and Eiffel tower.
Afterwards I will take my family to Normandy, another area where so many brave lives were lost to stop the third reich. On the end of the day as I am sitting on the beach with my children I will be as descriptive as I can of the events that occurred there. Then describe to them what is happening with me and ask of them to be brave, and take care good care of their mother. I am not sure if I will have strength to tell them everything that is weighting down my heart.
I would like to thank all my friends who donated parts of their savings so I could make this a reality. I wish I could spend many more years with all of you. Thank you.
Some readers contacted me wondering where is all this money coming from. Suddenly find out I have terminal illness and I begin spending like there is no tomorrow.
The thing is that I always wanted a boat, all of my life. When I was very young I often went on fishing trips with my grandfather. Spend quality time, laugh, bring dinner home so grandmother can cook what we caught. I always felt proud of catching something, I felt as if I was chipping in somehow.
As I grew I suddenly wanted more than just a boat, I wanted a yacht. A nice big yacht like Palmer Johnson. Beautiful, fast, with lots of space, well decorated. Everything.
So time was passing by and I was saving money for children education, buying stuff when they broke, a new car every couple of years, the usual stuff. So the yacht of my dreams has always stayed a dream but over the many years still quite a bit of money accumulated.
In short I gave up on my old dream because my new dream is for my family to be happy with everything I’ve provided them even when I am gone. I want them to have a good house to live in, no debts, freedom to enjoy things they love without spending money. I want them to be happy, because they made me happy all of this years, we love each other after all.
So that’s about that of finances. Quality web designers earn a decent pay after all, only question is how smart are we about spending it.
Everyone in my family was always a movie freak. My son even wants to become a director in Hollywood, he always carries his camera around and makes all kinds of short videos. Daughter is pretty much the same except she is more into writing, she writes spectacular science fiction scripts and makes us read it all. She is patiently waiting for her brother to become good enough with video editing to make some of her fantasies a reality.
My wife and I just love watching, although there’s a difference in our tastes. I always preferred action movies and comedies while she cannot go without great horror or romance movies.
As much as we all love movies we don’t really have a big TV and we all pretty much watch movies on our computers. Well, that is about to change.
After all the changes I’ve done around the house and cleaning the basement as I’ve written in my last post I decided to make a super sweet home cinema down there with projector, comfortable seats, minibar, everything!
I have already bought and hidden the amazing Epson Home Cinema 5030UB projector which I was told was one of the best on the market. The next weekend I’ve arranged for my family to visit the grandparents while I need some “private time” to deal with anything.
Right then my friends will come along and install everything, including the Visual Apex VAPEX90100SE Electric Screen and Focal Chorus 714 5.1 surround system. This will be simply glorious.
Although I kind of have a feeling my son will mainly be using it for gaming. Still I can imagine many family moments watching movies down there, I can hardly wait.