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Brian Patrick Cork is living the Authentic Life

my own enchanted princess

August1

I thought I was really busy. However, while pondering some notes on my Macbook at the kitchen counter I felt a gentle tug on my elbow.

It was my little Emma Jo.

She was still mussy from a good nights sleep. Her face, turned up to me, hopeful, as she made the simple request: “Daddy will you watch Enchanted with me?”

Being me a good number of thoughts ran swiftly through my head. But, God was with me, as usual, and the right words popped out with: “of course, my Love”. “anything”.

Images and memories can be created in the span of a heartbeat. The picture of Emma Jo below is how I’ll likely see her for the rest of my days.

For almost two hours of absolute bliss, I sat downstairs in the basement theatre with Emma Jo snuggled up against me watching what might be one of the best movies ever crafted for Daughters and Daddies. I’ve seen it a dozen times, and will look forward to many, many, many more efforts.

I know a lot of Dads read this Blog. And, I’ll add hope that, regardless of their age, you’ll invite them to watch Enchanted and love the life that only Princesses can be part of.

Peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

Brian Patrick Cork

boat story #4

July21

Friends of ours recently purchased a boat. Their youngest daughter happens to be best friends with my little Emma Jo. In short order we were invited to join them at Lake Lanier for a weekend.

That was fun. A lot of fun.

Emma Jo wanted a floating device that could be pulled from behind their boat (they are quite good friends of ours and such liberties are encouraged).

With the device that offered the best and most “whoo hoo” value with the requisite opportunities (with the pull-rope, for good measure) in hand, Joanne suggested we might want our own boat at some point.

So … I can now add the story of how I bought a boat to go with a water toy to my inventory.

This is a good picture of our boat. However, the people in it are not me, friends, nor family. Loads of other pictures are forthcoming, to include images of real people. These will likely include images of me with a smile splayed broadly across my sunburned visage as I fiercely grip the steering wheel and an icy cold Fat Tire (just in the correct combination, order – and, with due considerations of good judgment and safety).

Rowdy, our fourteen month old Rhodesian Ridgeback sits right at the front, his ears struck out like wings, as he barks and “boofs” furiously into the roaring wind, advising all that care to listen (and others that have little choice) that they are near “his boat”, on “his lake, with “his people”. We can also take him to Sunset Cove where we beach the boat just outside of the Water Park where we have season passes. Hundreds of people already know Rowdy, and adore him (and understand that “no people food” allowed – even hotdogs). He is a good boy.

And, I already know that I both need, and want, a bigger boat. The tug with that is even more powerful than that of elite sports cars. I’d never have though that possible.

Peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

Brian Patrick Cork

pot of gold

June27

Yesterday, and on the heels of the US Mens soccer teams disappointing World Cup loss to Ghana, we found ourselves gazing in amazement at a rainbow suspended in our backyard.

To be more accurate, the rainbow appeared to end itself magically just beyond the pool, and just off our outdoor kitchen. We could hear neighbors all around us calling one to the other with excitement and delight.

I found myself wondering, briefly, where the legendary “pot-of-gold” might be.

But, then a torrential rainfall ensued. Oddly, there was not a cloud in the sky.

My little Emma Jo without hesitation, kicked off her shoes, and ran euphorically into the downpour, arms held high to the heavens, and squealing with delight.

Later, we impressed one another with our handstands.

And, thusly, no man could find himself any richer.

Peace be to mt Brothers and Sisters.

Brian Patrick Cork

christmas Eve

December24

It’s Christmas Eve. Quiet. But, there are also high expectations.

This is Emma Jo on Mom’s Powerbook in front of the great room Christmas tree tracking Santa Claus’s progress into North America. He’s agonizingly close. And, so is bed time.

Peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

Brian Patrick Cork

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