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Thursday, February 15, 2024

Cultivating Positivity in a World of Negativity: Gratitude with a Family Touch

Much of the constant media and professional landscape breeds and even advertises negativity. Some news outlets thrive on bad news, rather than celebrating inspirational stories and triumphs. Politics is a prime illustration of dim-witted criticism and unproductive messages of deprecation. This continual barraging of never-ending cynicism can take a toll on viewers. Therefore, a cure can prevail amidst these virulent chains of antagonistic prejudice and discourteousness. The answer for opposition to these forces incorporates a formidable antidote – the constant practice of gratitude.

The Authority of Positivity:

The idea of happiness is fleeting when one experiences strong emotions, which sometimes include both positive and negative feelings. At the peak of a mountain, one naturally feels exuberant about life. In the valley, one naturally feels deprived of joy and pleasantness. As human beings, the ups and downs of memorable experiences come to us all. Positivity is a mindset that drives the transformation of heart and will. If proactive through an intentional commendatory mindset, mental health thrives. Professional work, even if just to pay bills, seems less daunting and perhaps even less boring.

Recently, the burdens of life have felt somewhat draining for me. I realized these negative feelings emerging. So, I decided to take a break. On what could have been a busy day of tasks accomplished (being busy to feel good about being busy), I ventured to Corryton, Tennessee. This town is about thirty minutes from Knoxville, which is where my family and I currently live. I ate breakfast at a local establishment called The Backwoods Restaurant. In this small edifice, there were four tables and a window heater built into the wall. However, the meal and the price were excellent! Like the title, in the middle of the country, it was a backwoods experience.

After breakfast, I took a hike to the summit of House Mountain, a natural preserve that stands as the highest point in Knox County. I must admit the five-mile hike was rather difficult, but the views were breathtaking. More specifically, the one-mile trek up the mountain to reach the peak was very strenuous. I kept wondering when I might see flatter trails to catch my breath. The uphill climb finally plateaued into another trail that spanned about two miles on the top of the mountain. There were vistas all around from atop the plateau trail, making this part of the hike worth the rigor to reach the peak. Without my usual checklist in front of me, I felt some clarity being able to sit in the natural silence, admiring these views. On a few occasions during my trek, I took about ten minutes to sit down, be still, and rest my mind.  

Amidst a chaotic routine, it was refreshing to take this much-needed midday break without having to stare at a screen. Unlike some, binge-watching Netflix or another television program does not always feel relaxing to me. Clearing my head in nature provides a momentary release. I prayed, exercised, and summited a mountain in the half-day spent in Corryton.     

These breaks and moments of thankfulness function as anchors to a positive mentality. I would encourage you to take a break and refresh if it has been a while since you did so.

The Role of Family in Positivity:  

My wife, Lisa, and my children, Annabelle and Jace, serve as my pillars of support, especially on hard days. Plus, if I focus my attention on my family or someone else, acts of affirmation for the sake of enhancing another person’s life empower positivity. My family’s presence, love, and shared experiences fill my heart in ways the surrounding world cannot.

For instance, for a full day, Lisa and I recently took the kids to Sevierville, Tennessee, near the Smoky Mountains. For lunch, we ate pizza at the Gatlinburg Brewing Company. Of course, a couple of beers or ciders, whichever you prefer, certainly seem to mellow any rising stressors about life’s many responsibilities. The restaurant was a vibrant environment that welcomed families with young children. After our delicious lunch cuisine, we took the kids to a medium-sized flea market to shop for some inexpensive toys (something small for the kids to enjoy).

Jace acquired a white teddy bear with a Coca-Cola theme and apparel. Annabelle picked some inexpensive squishy animals and slime that lasted about a day before being thrown away. It was these simple pleasures that made the day enjoyable. After our flea market excursion, we hiked two miles at Seven Islands State Birding Park. There is a rather long bridge in the park that leads to some short trails on an island in the middle of the French Broad River. The mountains and sunset shined in the background of spectacular scenery and cool weather. I am still savoring the contentment of these hours spent together. Annabelle and Jace thoroughly enjoy running through nature parks of this kind. They seem to savor any activity that involves the outdoors.

Visiting Sevierville and the surrounding sites was an intentional act to do something we enjoy together. Nature again provided an outlet away from computer work, tablet apps, phone calls, and watching Paw Patrol (Annabelle’s favorite show) on the television. Again, appreciation for the still moments in nature with family becomes touchpoints for experienced and expressed gratitude.  

A New Gratitude Ritual:

Lisa and I have placed a plastic jar near the kitchen table with small pieces of paper. Sporadically, we will write reminders of blessings and sources of gratitude on these slips of paper. Six months down the road, we will read and review these reminders of good moments as a family together. This simple idea reinforces the good things in our shared lives. It takes attention away from the negative to thrive in thoughts of positive things. In my internal process of thinking, thoughts of consistent positivity often lead to more thoughts of consistent positivity. Thus, my mood feels elevated in a healthy mindset with an intentional focus on evident blessings, rather than what sometimes feels like daily burdens.

Word of Caution in A Call of Action:

I would caution you to be mindful of the people you are around and the media outlets you watch. Sometimes, negative messaging only represents senseless topics for the sake of ratings and maybe even shaming people to feel bad for no necessary reason.


(This is a picture of the Backwoods Restaurant in Corryton, Tennessee.)


(This picture is inside the Backwoods Restaurant.)


(House Mountain provides some brilliant vistas of the surrounding mountains and countryside.)



(At Seven Islands State Birding Park, the kids marveled at the width of the French Broad River while crossing the bridge.) 



(During our hiking portion of the trek at Seven Islands, I carried Jace in what Annabelle calls "the elephant carrier.")


(The sunset gleamed on the French Broad River at Seven Islands.)



(Jace enjoys the ride of someone carrying him through the state park.)


(Annabelle snuggles close to Mommy in a photo op as the night air gets cooler.)

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Friday, March 31, 2023

Adventures in Wales and England with Calhoun (Part Two of Two Blog Entries)


(Mathew and I reached the summit of Mount Snowdon, the last of the peaks in the Welsh 3000s hike.)

In case you missed it, to catch up on the first week of our trip, please read the first of these two blog entries: Escapades inIreland and the UK with Calhoun (Part One of Two Blog Entries).

This blog entry documents the second half of my summer trip with Mathew Calhoun last year In Ireland and the United Kingdom (UK). During this leg of our two-week adventure in August, we explored England and Wales.

After our time in Ireland, we boarded a 6:00 am flight to Liverpool, England, via RyanAir, arriving at the airport shortly after 3:00 am. Multiple locals advised us to arrive on time due to a shortage of workers and thousands of visitors traveling through the Dublin airport.   

Of all the places we visited on this trip, Liverpool was my favorite area. Some features of Liverpool shared common traits with London, however, Liverpool possessed its own identity and rich history. Since we arrived so early in the day, Matthew and I explored much of the city. Our first landmarks included stops at St. Luke's Bombed Out Church and the Liverpool Cathedral. St Luke's Church was air raided by the German Luftwaffe during World War II. Ironically, the church foundation and walls still stood erect, everything except for the roof. The edifice was open-air, and the architecture possessed its own unique charm. In addition to some statues, gardens with several blooming roses surrounded the grounds.

Next, the Liverpool Cathedral seemed like its own country. It was massive both inside and outside! The church exhibited some large-scale artworks by Peter Walker. While Walker's pieces were quite interesting, I found the display of these pieces to be a little odd inside the structures of a holy place. It made the church feel touristy rather than reverent. For a small donation, Mathew and I climbed two elevators and several steps to reach the summit of the bell tower, where the views of Liverpool appeared spectacular. The clear skies presented the ideal imagery for a panoramic photograph. You could also observe the other known landmarks of the city from high above.

Mathew and I ventured to find the Beatles statue, near the Albert Docks. The famous English boy band was from Liverpool. Mathew was intrigued by the narrative of how this known trio emerged with a clear mark on history. In addition to the Beatles, Liverpool possesses a strong past as a port town, shipping trade goods all over the world. While commerce still seems rampant through Liverpool, it appears reduced compared to past levels in the city’s maritime history. The Albert Docks consists of elegant restaurants, souvenir stores, art galleries, several museums (all free to enter), and a spectacular view of the waterways. We then visited The Cavern Club and Mathew Street, where the Beatles played close to three hundred times. Resembling an underground cave, The Cavern plays music around the clock. Mid-afternoon, we grabbed a few beers and enjoyed the live music. For quick viewing of the local sites, we rode in a twenty-four-hour drop-off/pick-up bus meant to route visitors to the tourist attractions throughout the city. After a full day of activities, we ate dinner at MADRE Liverpool. This Mexican establishment maintained a flare of American Tex-Mex spice. 

We stayed one night in the Posh Pad Apartments. Rather than a traditional hotel room, we occupied a spacious, clean apartment with a kitchen, dining area, and den. For the rate, it was an exceptional stay! The rates for every activity and accommodation in Liverpool were a fraction of the price of our time in London. Ian, the driver and entrepreneur of MADD Day Out Beatles Tours, chauffeured us around for approximately three and a half hours to visit many historical sites of the band around Liverpool. These sites included the childhood homes of each band member and Strawberry Fields. After the excellent tour ride with Ian, we made one last stop at the Maritime Museum at the Albert Docks. The museum showed two immense exhibits of the famous shipwrecks, the RSS Titanic and the RSS Lusitania. The Titanic ship was designed in the Albion House, the previous headquarters of The White Star Line. This company was known for building state-of-the-art cargo and passenger ships.        

After we visited the naval museum, Mathew and I caught a train from Liverpool, England to Bangor, Wales. In Bangor, we ate dinner at the Wood Fired Shack, a pleasant pizza eatery for those with casual travel wear. The restaurant was nestled next to ancient churches and castles. Near the town square (close to the restaurant) was a large, abandoned cathedral. It seemed out-of-place that this landmark stood empty in the middle of a noteworthy Wales town. It still functions to some degree, yet it resembled a barren warehouse without stored products. A university administration building was just beyond this church on a hill overlooking the town. This campus structure resembled a modern castle. While appearing somewhat like a ghost town, Bangor possessed its own appeal.  

Our trail guide eventually picked us up at the restaurant in her caravan, which could comfortably sit 10-12 people with her larger groups. We stayed in a private room at Totters Hostel in Caernarfon during our first night in Wales. This accommodation was clean and comfortable. The building was previously a residence that the owner now turned into a hostel. Most of the town stood within the walls of the historic and still-standing Caernarfon Castle. In other words, the town was the castle. The town sat on the edge of a body of water. The surrounding hills of the countryside made for a picturesque image of what medieval times might have looked like. Shortly after arriving at Totters, we ventured to the Black Boy Inn, another local establishment. The Welsh pub within this inn felt like a scene in a movie. The inn was built circa 1522 and is still family-owned. Multiple theories exist as to why the name fits the inn. One story relates to a black navigational buoy in the nearby harbor. According to another account, a known black boy was brought on a ship into the country through the nearby waterside and worked several years at the inn. 

Over three days, we planned to complete the Welsh 3000s in Snowdonia National Park. This hike encompassed fifteen summits of mountains over 3000 feet, covering approximately thirty-two miles. For the trek, we hired a private guiding company that offered a glamping experience with mattresses and a circus-sized tent for two nights during the hike. We covered eighteen miles on the first day, thus finishing most of the hike on our first day.

Our main guide was concerned with making good time, however sometimes overlooked our enjoyment of the actual hiking experience (breathing, absorbing the moment, and marveling at the scenery). This adventure was my first time in the national parks of Wales, and I sought to gaze at the majesty of these green mountains. This creation appreciation mentality is not an approach I typically rush through.

To better enjoy these junctures and maybe because I was a little annoyed with our guide, I asked if I could take an alternate shorter route the next day with some waterfalls (not just hills, rocks, and goats). There is not a wide selection of wildlife in Snowdonia National Park, literally birds, bugs, and goats. Mathew and I split up for most of the second day of our hike, and he completed the middle section of the full trail route. 

On the final day, due to rain conditions (and for safety reasons), the guide suggested that we start at 1:00 pm and hike into the evening. This delay permitted us to revisit Caenarfon and tour the inside of the castle. Of the many castles and architectural wonders we visited, this site was the most impressive with the well-maintained grounds and the museum collection. All aspects and parts of the castle were open for exploration. Some castles in the UK have limited viewings with residents still living in the structures. I also had some extra time for light shopping near the town square.

I again decided to take another alternate route that mounted the last three peaks on the trek the third day. Mathew took a path that required several hours of free climbing, bouldering, and generally some unsafe situations that involved risks. In some places, Mathew was free climbing without a rope and a harness.

To carry mountaineering gear and physically climb in Wales, this qualification necessitates a license our leading guide did not possess. However, there were sections of the trek that would have been safer with rope, a harness, and some other climbing essentials. If you seek to hike the Welsh 3000s route, check your guide's credentials. Make sure they are certified in both trail guiding and rock climbing with the right gear.

We all finished the last portion of our trek at the summit of Snowdonia. Upon later reflection, Mathew and I could have self-guided the last three peaks, stayed in the town of Snowdonia, and had a similar quality experience for a fraction of the price for a guide. It depends on what you seek to do with your time while visiting the UK.

I covered about twenty-five miles of the trails in the Welsh 3000s. Mathew covered the entire thirty-two miles, crossing all included summits. We stayed the last night of our trip at the Royal Hotel Victoria Snowdonia, which was a splendid choice after three long days of hiking. The beds felt like cushioned heavenly clouds, and the warmth of mountain water in a real shower brought new meaning to missing these first-world luxuries. The breakfast we had the following day was pristine! For a moderate price, we had many choices for a traditional Welsh morning cuisine.

With five days remaining in our trip, we went to London. Riding the train from Wales to London was problematic because it was overcrowded and operationally unsafe. People stood in every available space, even between cars next to the bathrooms and doors to get on and off the train. Many of the train operators were said to be on strike for unknown reasons, which made the journey very uncomfortable. Clean and fluid transportation was a challenge throughout the UK. On the other hand, public transportation in Ireland was smooth and much less expensive than in the UK.

Because of the constant train delays, we arrived at our hotel, Melbourne House, much later than expected. Melbourne House was in the Westminster neighborhood, central to all the major sites in London. It was sweltering in London when we visited, and the humidity remained throughout the late evening and early morning. The heat made it a little hard to sleep each night.

Once settled in, Mathew’s immediate question sunk in, “What would you like to do?” In less than an hour, Back to the Future, The Musical, would set the stage and begin with a memorable performance. I really wanted to go to the play; however, Mathew and I delayed buying tickets, knowing and expecting the multiple issues with transportation in the UK. In other words, we did not want to purchase tickets and miss the play due to these unnecessary delays. We decided to grab a quick taxi to see if we could buy tickets and catch the play a few minutes before it started. We were successful in doing so! And it provided for a fascinating first evening in London!

I love the three movies that make up the Back to the Future trilogy with Michael J. Fox and Christopher Lloyd! Both characters in the musical played the depicted movie characters with precision and personality. The same Huey Lewis and the News tunes on the movie soundtrack resounded on the stage with a strong presence of special effects and dance numbers from the cast. The historic Adelphi Theater provided a beautiful backdrop for the DMC DeLorean time machine to appear as if flying just above the audience and under the ceiling of the building. The flux capacitor abilities impressed the audience of science fiction fans!

For our first full day in London, we stopped at the London Eye, the world-famous cantilevered observation wheel. It is the tallest of its kind in Europe. The wheel moves very slowly, so individuals take advantage of the views and vistas from various high points. Groups of people stand or sit in a large glass room that looks like a pill of medicine. Several of these glass caravans on the Ferris wheel rotate through the entire wheel. The London Eye sits in an area on the Thames River called the Southbank Centre. There are some green spaces and other smaller tourist attractions here as well. During our walk to the London Eye, we stopped to admire Big Ben (nickname for the Great Bell of the Great Clock of Westminster at the north end of the Palace of Westminster) and Westminster Abbey Church. The Great Clock of Westminster resembles a historic tower with a noticeable clock at the top of the building, viewable from miles around. 

Our next stop was the Charles Dickens House and Museum. Of course, as many book lovers know, Charles Dickens is the author of The Christmas Carol, David Copperfield, Oliver Twist, and many other literary texts. I marveled at how many words Dickens could write in a short period. I enjoyed seeing one of his main writing desks and learning about the Dickens family. Mathew desired to see a Champion League soccer game (more popularly known as football in Europe). The home team, West Hamn United F. C., was playing Manchester City F. C. 

The game served to mark a task off my personal bucket list. It was one of those luxuries you do once to say you did it. West Hamn played their games in the London Games Olympic Stadium, which was an impressive building on its own. I am not a steady soccer fan, yet I was still surprised at how cynical West Hamn fans were towards their team. I partially expected an electric environment with cheers from the crowd, however, the fans could have been more enthusiastic. At the time, Manchester City was one of the best teams in the league, and maybe fans knew they lost the game before it even started.     

Perhaps on a more exciting note, Mathew and I planned to visit Stonehenge, Oxford University, and Windsor Castle the next day. Stonehenge was the famous circle inlay of stones in the middle of nowhere. Imagine fields for miles. In the middle of these fields, there stand rocks as large as modern buildings. Since the stones are approximately 5,000 years old, historians wonder how the stones were moved to the present-day location. Many explanations also exist for why the structures were created in historic times. First, many people have been buried at Stonehenge and near the circle of grandiose rocks. So, it could be a burial site. Second, some findings suggest Stonehenge was used for ceremonial purposes in medieval eras with royalty, knights, and celebrations for other individual achievements. Third, many theorized astronomical purposes exist for the grounds, such as tracking the movement of the moon, sun, and planets. Some have even claimed the stones possess supernatural powers, perhaps once used for spiritual purposes in life and death rituals. Regardless of the reason for its existence, Stonehenge was magical! While some visitors only notice large rocks in the middle of the field, I see a landmark built for wonderous purposes (and maybe some tragedies) through many ages for those who lived there.        

Windsor Castle limited what sections visitors were previewed to as one of the royal residential sites. No photographs were allowed within the castle. So, viewing the few rooms experienced seemed minimal for the hours one could really spend touring the buildings. One part of the castle included an impressive weapons collection – spears, knives, swords, javelins, and multiple sets of armor for combat. This collection was pristine, well-maintained, and shiny.  

Oxford University was made up of several colleges within the system, however, these smaller colleges were not limited to only specific majors like higher education in the United States. They operated as their own mini colleges, integrated into the overall Oxford University as an institution. The mini campuses were stunning, but many were closed to the general public. Walking around the campus, you could get an overall picture of how the university operated. Several scenes in the Harry Potter movies were filmed in the buildings and on the campus. 

I visited the Winston Churchill War Rooms on our last day in London. These underground bunkers served as a historical landmark where Churchill spent most of his time as commander-in-chief during World War II. The Germans constantly bombed London throughout the war, and Churchill remained protected in these chambers from the constant bombardment. Now a museum, the tour of the facility presented a unique lens into the experiences of London citizens at the time. I cannot imagine living in this heated environment, fearing for my life daily. I walked through Hyde Park and St. James's Park to appreciate the natural scenery amidst the city. I stopped by to peak through the gates of Buckingham Palace, the home and administrative center for the British royal family. The surrounding gardens and gates of Buckingham Palace looked heavenly, literally some parts with statues of angels and trumpets. I walked across Tower Bridge and toured the inside workings of the draw bridge. Depending on the ship coming through on the Thames River, the bridge still operates to open up and down. Then boats can go through while cars wait on each end. At the top of Tower Bridge were glass floors that you could look down through and see the river below. Tower Bridge was built between 1886 and 1894. It was designed by Horace Jones and engineered by John Wolfe Barry. The mechanical operations of the bridge were an impressive feat for these men at the time of its creation. Once across the bridge, I walked by the Tower of London (different from Tower Bridge), a historic castle built by William the Conqueror. Between 1100 and 1952, part of this structure was utilized as a prison. 

The stunning architecture, scenery, and history are magnificent in London! London is truly one of the greatest cities in the world! You must visit this city in person to fathom its illustriousness.

The original intent of our trip was to celebrate my fortieth birthday with a once-in-a-lifetime adventure. I would say we did that. For a birthday gift, Mathew surprised me with tickets to the play, Les Misérables. The play was much different from what I remember and closer to the book's plot than the movies. It was a wonderful last night to a spectacular experience!

I was away from my family for about two and a half weeks while visiting these previous sites with Mathew. While Annabelle is only two and half years of age and Jace is now eight months old, taking them on longer trips is logistically more challenging. Rather than travel solo, I prefer to share these golden moments with my family. So, I look forward to sharing these international travels with the kids as they get older.

In my many adventures, I have learned that life is not necessarily gratifying if one focuses on how much money or stuff a person accumulates. Instead, I enjoy the key moments I can revisit with family and friends, sharing these experiences with those I love. If you wait for your "maybe one-day" timeframe, you may realize that day never comes for you to seize the moment and live out some of your dreams. I encourage you to live out some of your heart’s desires today! Do not wait! Because one day, it may be too late to do so.


(This is a view of the city from the top of the Liverpool Cathedral.)


(Boats floating at the Albert Docks in Liverpool.)

(The inside of the Liverpool Cathedral is breathtaking!)


(City walls in Caernarfon at night,)


(Housing on the streets of Caernarfon.) 


(Near the start of our three-day trek in Snowdonia National Park.)



(Near our first peak summit of the Welsh 3000s.)



(Sunset during our last day of the Welsh 3000s hike.)



(Finally, a hike with a decent waterfall source.)


(The scenery in Snowdonia National Park is stunning! As you might notice in the pictures, there are no trees anywhere.)




(The view of the town from Caernarfon Castle). 


(Big Ben of the Great Clock of Westminster.)


(The box atop the London Eye cantilevered observation wheel.)

(Looking up at the London Eye from the bottom of the wheel.)


(Charles Dickens’ desk in his home museum.)


(Royal Naval Division War Memorial.)


(View of Tower Bridge from one side of the Thames River.)


(Windsor Castle and surrounding gardens.)


(The King’s Guard in Windsor Castle conducting his famous march.)


(Pictures cannot adequately capture the magical sensations of Stonehenge.) 


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Wednesday, November 16, 2022

New Destinations, New Memories, and Our Finest Farewells

 

(Annabelle and Jace dance at Dry Falls Brewing Company.)

“Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes.”

-James 4:14 (NIV)

My family often ventures for a weekend away to spend time together as a family. Lisa and I recently visited Easley, South Carolina, the hometown of my grandfather, James Louie Cartee, Sr. As many of my acquaintances know, my grandfather was an avid fan and supporter of the Clemson University Tigers sports teams. Easley is located very close to the Appalachian Mountains and some of the most beautiful state parks in the United States (i.e., Table Rock, Caesar’s Head, Paris Mountain). Easily is also positioned between the cities of Greenville and Clemson.

In addition to stopping in Easley, Lisa and I had long been wanting to visit Brevard, North Carolina. This small mountain town is known for white squirrels, mountain biking, waterfalls, and is the home of Brevard College. Brevard involves an active Main Street scene with family-style restaurants, art galleries, and other quaint shops. Our family ate lunch at the Brevard Diner, and I ordered the grilled trout as my lunch entrée. It was delicious! It tasted as if it had been freshly caught that morning in the cold mountain streams. Our waitress was fantastic! I drank all the water and coffee my bladder could hold. The décor of the restaurant was a classic diner like you might see in a movie, simplistic but still local.

We spent most of the afternoon on Main Street, including a visit to Rocky’s Grill and Soda Shop, where we were treated to delectable ice cream desserts. Rocky’s is a known establishment that has resided in Brevard since 1941. I ordered my usual two scoops of two different flavors. Lisa, on the other hand, ordered the largest ice cream Sunday on the menu. Annabelle (two years old) has not yet learned the crucial lesson of sharing. She claimed Lisa's Sunday as her own, however, we limited her intake of sugar. As a youngling, Annabelle loves ice cream, a treat she might eat once every few months.

We arrived at our Airbnb in Easley late Friday evening, where we quickly prepared both kids for bed. It was a long day traveling but a good one for many reasons.

The next day we slept in as long as Annabelle would let us. We drove to Greenville, South Carolina, another beautiful area that incorporates an active lifestyle in the residential scene. For example, we decided to visit the Swamp Rabbit Café and Grocery. In a utopian mindset, Lisa loves grocery stores! This place was the most extraordinary grocery store I have ever been to. Everything is locally sourced in South Carolina from other family businesses. On the grounds, there is a café with several wonderful fresh offerings that make for a good lunch. A nearby building was an old bicycle shop, which had been turned into a community space with ping pong tables and arcade games. Imagine a large green space that resembles a beer garden for families, friends, and couples. This establishment neighbors a city greenway where bikes run rampant.  Riders often take a break from long distances at the Swamp Rabbit. Among multiple outdoor picnic tables, over a hundred people hung out while enjoying the pleasant weather. While the grocery store carried unique gifts, like candles and labeled t-shirts, the amount of fresh produce and selection of beers was immense.

After stopping at the Swamp Rabbit, Lisa and I wanted to visit the Sky Top Orchard in Flat Rock, North Carolina, situated about an hour from our Airbnb. The orchard was massive and resided on the top of a mountain where you could see local views in every direction. Apples were still being picked here in mid-November, which is typically a little late in the season. Lisa drank apple cider. I drank an apple slushie and ate several apple donuts. Like the ice cream Sunday, Annabelle possessively claimed a half donut from me, stating “Mine.” All four of us took a tractor ride around the orchard. I also shot an apple cannon at targets across a lake on the property. The canon was loud and resembled the force of a potato gun. These products and services were available for a modest price. The orchard provided a place for families to have a good time in a safe environment.

After another lovely day in these beautiful surroundings, we decided to eat and drink at Dry Falls Brewing Company in Hendersonville, North Carolina. On another previous trip, I visited the area just before Annabelle was born. At the time, the owners of Dry Falls offered the opportunity to pre-buy a drink for a police officer in order to honor these public servants. I sponsored one beer like several other local customers. When off duty, a police officer could enjoy some beverages on the tab of others who supported their services. So, I immediately had respect for the business!

A food truck named Heidi Ho on The Go supplied our dinner with some gluten-free, meatless options for Lisa. I had a few beers, and Lisa drank blackberry cider (also gluten-free). We both agreed that the food and drinks were flavorful. Most importantly, Dry Falls encouraged families to enjoy the atmosphere with an emphasis on tiny humans, meaning Annabelle and Jace. The residents of Brevard, Flat Rock, and Hendersonville seemed especially patient toward young children. Annabelle can sometimes test the nerves of customers close to us. During the week before our trip, I had completed and passed four six-hour comprehensive exams in my Ph.D. program at The University of Tennessee. So, we used the occasion to celebrate this momentous accomplishment! Dry Falls provided a great environment to do so!

On Sunday morning, Lisa and I ventured to my grandfather’s gravesite in Liberty to pay our respects. Called Jace for short, James Louie Cartee, IV is named after my grandfather. Since Jace did not get to officially meet his Great Grandad before his passing, we took a few pictures of Jace next to the tombstone. Lisa was not surprised that Grandad’s tombstone looked the “biggest and shiniest” in the cemetery. Grandad certainly possessed a BIG personality! Watching Jace and Annabelle, Lisa was not able to attend the actual funeral services. As a result, Lisa wanted to see the gravesite. We said a prayer and made our way home.  

Lisa and I enjoyed Brevard so much that we decided to take the same route back to Knoxville with a few more stops along the way. We would drive back through Brevard from Easley, which unfortunately involved many curvy mountain roads. We first stopped at Connestee Falls, a landmark we wanted to see Friday, however, rainy weather prevented us from doing so. Brevard borders the Pisgah National Forest, where several more beautiful waterfalls add to the scenery. In this national forest, we next visited Looking Glass Falls. Both these waterfalls are easily accessible for those with families and troublesome toddlers who have strong personalities. When I walked down to the bottom of Looking Glass Falls, Annabelle decided to lie down in a huge pile of leaves, like she was sleeping in a bed. She was blowing a gasket in her collision with nature. Thankfully, she had no spiders or ticks on her body afterward. She did not seem like her usual joyful self. I wondered what was wrong. Lisa and I would soon find out.

On the final leg driving up the mountain from Brevard through the national forest, Annabelle’s face turned a little greenish. After crying with a moan, she proceeded to vomit all over herself and her car seat. We stopped the car to clean up the mess and change Annabelle’s clothes. It was probably about forty degrees on the top of the mountain with a strong gust of wind. This freezing weather made Annabelle cry even louder on the side of the road. Lisa decided that Annabelle must be hungry after literally losing her lunch in our Honda Civic. No more than twenty-five minutes later, Annabelle threw up again with the recent crackers and goldfish Lisa decided to give her. We stopped again to change Annabelle’s clothes a second time. I had to unpack the entire trunk to get clothes out of the suitcase for this next change. While Annabelle was obviously carsick, we still had another twenty miles to cover before reaching Waynesville and straighter roads ahead. Annabelle’s hair was styled with vomit and leaves from wrestling with the dirt at Looking Glass Falls.  

While our last adventurous afternoon was eventful, I still found myself grateful for these messy spillovers. While probably cussing under my breath at that exact moment (especially after going through the vomiting scenario twice), I realized that God gave me a marvelous tiny human to clean and care for. In my younger days, God also gave me a dedicated Grandfather who often cared for me in some difficult situations. Lisa tends to be the champion with our kids and quickly cleans up decorative puddles of puke quicker than a transformer.

Annabelle gets sick occasionally. However, in a positive light, she cries a sweet quiver when she thinks Lisa or I plan to suddenly leave the apartment. She desires the family to always be together with her Mom and Dad by her side.

When I pick up Annabelle from daycare, she runs into my arms. When going to bed, Annabelle eagerly requests kisses for her and all the stuffed animals that accompany her nighttime sleep. Jace even now smiles when you kiss his cheeks fervently, caught between the love given by Lisa and me. If framed in a positive mindset, the frustrating moments still lead to smiles and remembering these mentioned blessings. Emotions might take over in the seconds of messy situations. However, God instills joy through these tiny humans, even amidst the grossest of moments in a vomit-filled car with a filthy kid who needs a bath. The following Bible verse reminds me of this observed truth.

“Children are a heritage from the Lord,
    offspring a reward from him.
Like arrows in the hands of a warrior
    are children born in one's youth.
Blessed is the man
    whose quiver is full of them.
They will not be put to shame
    when they contend with their opponents in court.”
 -Psalm 127: 3-5 (NIV)

*Please view these pictures from our recent weekend getaway. 




(Dry Falls Brewing Company was converted into a microbrewery with what was once an automobile body shop.)



(Lisa and Jace eagerly await the orchard tractor ride.)




(Sky Top Apple Orchard near Flat Rock, North Carolina)


(Connestee Falls, near Brevard, North Carolina)

(Looking Glass Falls, Pisgah National Forest, North Carolina)


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Sunday, April 25, 2021

What did you do this weekend? We Drift. We Moonshine. We Hike! (with insights on honor and commitment)….

The following memory resurfaced on my Facebook feed this week from eleven years ago, which seemed ironic given what happened to me these last few weeks.

James Cartee

“Do people come through? That is the nature of what should define a friendship. If someone brings drama or negativity in the slightest to the table, is that someone you want to spend valuable energy, insight, and time pouring into? I also believe a person is defined by their word. If you make a commitment, perhaps it is best to stick to it or not commit at all. Sometimes "No" really is the simplest answer.”

I desire for my legacy to mean something significant to the people around me when I pass away, especially in terms of how Annabelle views her father and even talks about me with other people. Just to note, Annabelle was not riding in any of the cars seen drifting here in these clips.

I was recently speaking with an old friend who has since retired from an established career of teaching Communication in higher education, and she mentioned that I was “growing up.” It only took me almost forty years to do so. But I am okay with that. When raising a daughter, I often reflect on my humanity and the lessons I learn in my journey with God and family by my side.

First, I eventually hope that Annabelle speaks about her family with fondness and excitement in the adventures that we live through together. I am not one to typically condone hours of watching television, playing Pokémon cards, or video gaming while life passes by in real moments that we could share together. On this particular Saturday, these race cars were filmed drifting, and we also drank moonshine (obviously not Annabelle). We ate a late lunch of fine dining at Cracker Barrel. And we ended the day with a beautiful hike at Seven Days Birdwatching State Park, near the French Broad River and the Smoky Mountains National Park.

Second, I hope that Annabelle learns the importance of keeping her word when she commits herself to something of importance, even if that something is only important to the person originally committed to. I recently had a friend bail on me with an event of personal importance to go work “an optional extra shift” with a job, not to mention I had paid out of pocket for his admittance into the game. He brushed it off like it was no big deal, yet it was a big deal to me! Today’s generation (probably me included at times) flakes through commitments with no real consideration for other people. The focus on myself has become the priority over serving your fellow man or woman sitting or standing next to you. 

Third, to clarify, it is not that self-image is ultimately the most important thing to me. It is the person and standard someone sets him or herself up to be that instead is paramount to me. In other words, you can be the fool, or you can be the person people respect and depend on. I desire for Annabelle to think about how her actions, thoughts, and commitments influence the people around her, from the way she dresses to the way she speaks with and to other people. Her depicted persona reflects upon this family, and I hope she understands the last name Cartee carries weight in the honor it represents to her father and others.

Keeping a person’s word and the value of honor might be an old-fashioned ideal to some. My wish remains that Annabelle respects keeping her word and honors those around her with a swagger that inspires. As the old saying goes, it is not always what you say that speaks of the person you are. It is what you do that defines what a person is about. 

Personal life lesson reminders for Annabelle, Lisa, and I – Don't be a flake!

Keep your word when given!

Let your “Yes’s” be true “Yes’s”!

Let your “No’s” be true “No’s”!

Live honorably in a way that esteems all your family members, especially our parents and grandparents before us. Respect is not freely given. It is earned!

If you devote your time, resources, and energy to any relationship, my wish and prayer for you is that your devotion to these priorities brings forth fruit for many years to come!

Here are some of the latest Annabelle pictures, including our recent hike, when the mountains called me home again.






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