tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43274027339686872712024-03-12T20:57:46.575-07:00Where to start.......Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05139412894514615642noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327402733968687271.post-25696869856445026102009-07-06T10:41:00.000-07:002009-07-06T10:43:21.314-07:00some assistance please.What is compassion? What does it mean? what does it mean to you? And do men and women view compassion the same way? Just something that I am struggling to understand right now.Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05139412894514615642noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327402733968687271.post-89448394530410671312009-07-03T08:29:00.000-07:002009-07-03T08:41:45.543-07:00keeping the pace!It"s day #3 on keeping up with my promise to myself. I have challenged myself to keep an up beat attitude by being "patient" and showing my "kindness". Well let's say it has been easier said than done. However i am sticking with it and I don"t plan on ever looking back. When I was younger I was very patient and very kind just like my son Lukus and after the kids got back from camp OC yesterday that's all everyone said about him. WOW! and I started this on Wednesday, someone is there for me.<br /><br />The past 3 days have tested me and I am sure the next 3 days will also test me. Today is the final day for me to get ready for The 4th and Ian's 14th birthday on Sunday. And most of the responsibilty is in my hands to get everything ready. I will not fail at this. I will keep up the pace and keep moving forward.<br /><br />ChadChadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05139412894514615642noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327402733968687271.post-84373887998805667552008-11-03T19:41:00.000-08:002008-11-03T19:42:15.607-08:00Hello!!!!Yes, I am alive.....<br /><br />Just a shout out...<br /><br />Love you Brenda...<br /><br /><br />ChadChadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05139412894514615642noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327402733968687271.post-32643310552107694412008-09-18T15:01:00.000-07:002008-09-18T15:13:15.578-07:00What's wrong with this picture?<span style="font-size:130%;">(My Cell Phone Rings....)<br /><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">Hello??</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;">Dad? This is Emilie.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">Hi there!</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;">I found this check in the basket and it has my name on it. What is it?</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">It's not a check, it's a savings bond. It's for college.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;">Oh...ok! Thanks! Bye!</span><br /><br />(5 seconds later......My phone rings again)<br /><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">Hello?</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;">Dad?? This is Emilie! </span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ffffff;">(as if I didn't know it would be her again!!!)<br /></span><span style="color:#ff6666;">What if I don't want to go to college? Do I get the money?</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">Well, yes....I guess. I would like you to go to college. Don't you want to go?</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;">Well Yeah! Do I have to stay overnight?</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">Well yes! But you have to stay longer than overnight!</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;"><strong>HOW</strong> long?</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"><strong>Years!</strong> You have to stay for years!</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;">Well forget that!!!! I'll just keep the money! </span></span>Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05139412894514615642noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327402733968687271.post-60898075648447230262008-09-16T19:23:00.000-07:002008-09-16T19:26:05.195-07:00Shot in the foot!1. Bought paint<br />2. got tape<br />3. have brushes and rollers<br />4. also have drop clothes, plastic,and rags<br />5. Kilz...<br /><br /><br />not priceless....quess I have to start working...shot myself in the foot.Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05139412894514615642noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327402733968687271.post-8279901393005305892008-09-15T06:44:00.000-07:002008-09-15T06:56:37.425-07:00Eye opener...Well, yesterday was my first day to ever teach a class at church. However on the same note it was a choice I made after church camp. I really wanted to learn and understand what it is like to be 10 again. Well let me tell you I only had 4 boys in my class. I was expecting them to be really quiet and to have ackward moments of silence, ahhh not. Mitchell, Braden, Johnathan, and Lukus talked my ear off. I had planned on spending my first Sunday getting to know the kids in my class, and thats exactly what happened. The 45 mins flew by, we all chatted for about 10 mins while we drew our names on a big sheet of paper, to help me put a name to a face. Then we took about 10 mins on the floor and each of us prayed. Then I took them outside and we traced out our images with chalk and talked about how we were created in the image of God. And then back to the classroom to finish off the day, and let me tell you our room is about 6' x 6', so the personal space is not available. Anyways I had a great time and I can't wait for next week.<br /><br /><br />Thanks,<br /><br />ChadChadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05139412894514615642noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327402733968687271.post-53022003440221228142008-09-11T20:04:00.000-07:002008-09-11T20:06:38.500-07:00My own computer....I am so happy!!!!<br /><br />I now have my own computer(laptop)...<br /><br />Now I have no reason or excuse not to post updates...<br /><br />Life is good!!!!<br /><br />Thank you God...<br /><br />Amen<br /><br />ChadChadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05139412894514615642noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327402733968687271.post-12140681338111091312008-08-11T18:52:00.000-07:002008-08-11T19:13:08.750-07:00Dirty BoyI just love to see Lukus come home from football practice, soaking wet, caked with dirt, and limping. And then this is what he says "<strong><em>Dad, you know those spikes on the bottom of my shoes. Someone stepped on me with a pair, but I am ok, it was great."</em></strong> I wish that I could show you a picture, however I have not asked my brillant wife to show me how.<br /><br />ChadChadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05139412894514615642noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327402733968687271.post-67444728448718469222008-08-10T19:38:00.000-07:002008-08-10T19:48:30.483-07:00A new year...Some of us think a new year starts Jan. 1 st. Not I, for me it starts this Monday. The kids go back to school, Brenda starts up her hectic class schedule, and I have to say "no more overtime for me". Back to the role of getting the kids up and ready for school every morning, helping around the house more(since I am not working 60 hours a week anymore), homework, maybe football practice, etc... However I will say that I enjoy the schedule better. And I believe it works well for all of us in the end.<br /><br />ChadChadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05139412894514615642noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327402733968687271.post-66946617154802416502008-08-02T20:35:00.000-07:002008-08-02T21:03:56.586-07:00Hurdles!?With God all things are possible.....<br /><br />This was are main topic at camp this weekend, and boy did I find out the true meaning of it.<br /><br />I have very low self esteem....however I got in front of 100 people and lead group games.<br /><br />I always want to be very prepared....ahhhh not going to happen when you have 68 campers under the age of 12.<br /><br />It might not show,but I can be a control freak at times....I had 7 campers in my group and almost all of them had to take some sort of medication....so control is gone and all that I am left with is a freak....ouch.<br /><br />I am afraid of failing.....to much love for that to happen...thanks to everyone<br /><br />This was my first time to go to church camp...ever as a child and adult....I will be going back next year...and maybe more than once a year.<br /><br />Hardest thing to do at camp....lead mission squads....I plan on asking if I can lead some kids class on sundays'<br /><br />Father of Friend?.....Which one for which situation?....let our Father lead and be a man of God.<br /><br />A hurdle is a hurdle....what makes a hurdle tough is if you set it to high(goals, plans, expectations, wants, wishes, etc...)<br /><br />Its been a good week with many challenges, but thanks to good friends and most of all a loving Father. I know that I will be ok.<br /><br />ChadChadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05139412894514615642noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327402733968687271.post-3835658044530432382008-07-24T19:49:00.000-07:002008-07-24T19:50:43.781-07:00Dude....its been over a year since my last post. Ouch...I am an old bag of bones.<br /><br />ChadwickChadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05139412894514615642noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327402733968687271.post-59687592049487960972008-07-24T19:33:00.000-07:002008-07-24T21:23:48.164-07:00The game master!!!!All I can say is" I am so excited about this weekend". I will be helping out this weekend at our Jr. Camp retreat, outing, camping...or <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">whatever</span> you want to call it. I am just looking forward to it. What is funny about it, is that I am most looking forward to being in charge of the evening game time for all the campers. I am also really nervous about it. Where to start, what to do, and what to bring. I have so many fun ideas, but what will the kids think? I sometimes go overboard with the planning....<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">ok</span> almost all the time. However my heart is in the right place, I just want the kids to have a blast and be looking forward to camp every year. This is the first year for me and the third for Brenda, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Lukus</span>, and Emilie. I hope I can keep up.<br /><br />My plan is to follow my heart and let God show me how to have fun like a kid again. And to be a patient and loving leader to the campers. To allow my fears and anxieties to disappear, and to be replaced with peace and passion.<br /><br /><br />Now lets go have fun....<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Whoppee</span>!!!!!!!!!!<br /><br />ChadwickChadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05139412894514615642noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327402733968687271.post-39082331408549098792007-06-26T23:02:00.001-07:002007-06-27T05:32:03.150-07:00Letting go........Why is it so hard........when I try to let go it feels like my heart stops beating. Almost like this overwhelming fear takes over and I just give up. I feel short of breath, and my eyes fill up with more pain than sorrow. I just want to run and run and run and never look back.<br /><br />When I speak of letting go. I am talking about the past and what hurts the most, not the loss of a loved one or losing a good friend. My heart still struggles with a very old wound that I have carried around for too long. I thought that I had dealt with it quite some time ago, however I think that I was still hoping for a miracle to come. Acceptance is all that I want, from the one person that I cant get it from. Today my therapist told me what if you can't and never get it...I have heard this from everyone. You know those that love me the most have been telling me this for quite sometime...my wife has said it the most(I love you Brenda).<br /><br />How do you forgive yourself. How do you ask for help to let it go...and move on and not let it ruin your life. How do you ask God to take this pain from my spirit. I am scared. I don't know how to do it, or maybe I just don't want to do it and just keep hoping for a miracle.<br /><br />This weekend I saw my granny, it must have been about 7 years since we last saw each other. If anyone has ever accepted me it was her, she never looked at my faults she just loved me. Good Lord I am going to miss her when she is gone.<br /><br />I just want to move on and be the man that God wants me to be, to love and accept like my granny, be passionate like my wife, and laugh like my kids.<br /><br />Chad<br /><br />I am a good dad, man, and loving husbandChadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05139412894514615642noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327402733968687271.post-39434945282888748712007-06-09T19:54:00.000-07:002007-06-09T20:30:34.327-07:00Granny WhatIf there is one relative in my life that means the most to me it would be my Granny What. This is my mothers mom....my granny. Someone whom I love very much. It was about a week ago that I got a call from my family that she had fell at her apartment, the sad part about it is that she was there several hours before anyone found her. Since then its been an up and down roller coaster ride, one day she is fine the next day it seems the worse is going to happen. I am sure that it doesnt help when the info is coming from my mom...Bless her heart, but my mom has a way of looking at all situations as "this is bad".<br /><br />My granny is 92 years old and has been trucking along on her own with 4 kids for well over 60 plus years. My grandfather whom I have never met, well I did however I was only several months old. He past on when I was about 18 months. My granny never talks about him, and from the stuff people tell me its probably for the best that I dont know.<br /><br />There is a moral here somewhere for me....it simple states that maybe I didnt have any really good father(male) figures in my life at least I had some awesome women to encourage me.....my granmothers, my mom, and my wife(i would not be blogging if it wasnt for Brenda)....<br /><br />Anyways back to my granny.....she is the true meaning of Love and Patience. She raised 4 kids, worked several jobs to support her kids with no other financial help, took care of the house, and get this almost never..and I mean never lost het patience. I have never seen her angry, even after spending almost two whole weeks with my 3 highly active children...maybe when I get frustrated I should and think what would granny do.<br /><br />For as long as I can remember she has been doing journals..writing down her thoughts for the day...everyday, and I mean everyday. Wow....I mean I have a hard time even praying to God for 30 seconds and I am sure that she spends a minimum of one hour everyday writing. I guess it has been close to 30 years that she has been doing it....I can only imagine how many books of thoughts she has filled up.<br /><br />I want to continue, however I am getting a little upset I just wanted to share a little about my family...<br /><br />Thanks for reading....actually it feels good just to write and get it out of my head...<br /><br />Chad<br />"I am a Good Dad, Husband, and Man"Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05139412894514615642noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327402733968687271.post-6061201927478866722007-06-08T17:55:00.000-07:002007-06-08T17:56:49.147-07:00There is nothing better than getting off work early on a Friday!!!!!!!!!!<br /><br />Thanks be to GOD!!!!!!!Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05139412894514615642noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327402733968687271.post-78544688116150906722007-06-06T16:36:00.000-07:002007-06-06T16:42:37.820-07:00I am a Strong, Intimate, Peaceful man with Honor who is a loving father because his Lord God has always loved him..............To the core this is who I am and who I strive to be. Why I have strayed I do not yet know, yet I will get back to my one true passion and that is what God has blessed me with. I am his humble servant and I shall honor him by doing what he has blessed me with.<br /><br />I do love my God<br />I do love my Father<br />I do love my wife<br />I do love my children<br />and I do love myself<br /><br />I am Chad Walter Hughes a man of GodChadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05139412894514615642noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327402733968687271.post-54770999177066684542007-05-26T20:38:00.000-07:002007-05-26T21:26:10.574-07:00Thats life..............<blockquote><br /></blockquote><blockquote></blockquote>....and so our basic approach to life comes down to this: we stay in what we can handle, and steer clear of everything else. We engage where we feel we can or we must - as at work - and hold back where we feel sure to fail, as in the deep waters of relating to our wife and children, and in our spirituality.....<br /><br /><br /> This was the last paragraph I read from a book I bought about a month ago. Since then I have not read any further. And yet here I sit writing my first thoughts.....and I want to go blank...i just want to shut down and not think about everything that hurts. I know I love my family, however if I was given the perfect chance to leave, what would I do. Why is it that when I want to get to the heart of what really matters...I just want to run or shut down. Being in love....sucks. I told Brenda tonight that for me it just feels like I missed out on something when I was growing up. I mean one moment I am a kid having fun without a care in the world and the next someone is saying to me your son has Autism........what the freak. What did I miss. What do I do. Where do I go. Who I am....<br /><br />I will say this "I am not a good DAD"....seeing those words really hurts. I want to be better, but I never try. I want to show love, but I never open up. I want to be patient, but I blow up. I want to be intimate, but I always want what I want. This is my life in a nut shell. Spiting image.....just like my Dad and I am sure just like his Dad before him. I feel as if I speak out of turn or line that I am being disrepectiful to my fathers before me....now that sounds really stupid. Hell...I just dont have the balls to stand up for myself.<br /><br />Do I leave and just call it quits. Throw in the towel and give up 13 years a wife, 3 kids, and alot of memories. Maybe seeking therapy is a way to just keep it going a little longer, only 2 people know this answer me and God. And I am sure he knows what it is, he is just waiting for me.......<br /><br /><br />I just want someone to look up to, someone to be proud of, a good friend and mentor. Someone who knows everything about me, my good and of course the bad. Someone who will not judge me or belittle me. Someone who will love me with all there heart and then some. Someone to just be there...........and yet I know he has always been there for me.......waiting and praying.<br /><br /><br />maybe.....this is where to start..........Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05139412894514615642noreply@blogger.com2