Knowledge is Power
Knowledge is Power

Life’s Random Bits are postings of my personal (and sometimes random) thoughts and musings. Those who know me well will tell you that I have an interesting, if not unique, and ever evolving perspective on life. Although my expertise is technology, you’ll see posts from the many other hats I wear, my mom hat, my frugal hat, my educator hat, my philosophical hat, etc. I do welcome and encourage dialog on anything posted, as I believe no perspective is permanent and learning is a life-long process. In others words, feel free to civilly correct me as you see fit.

My hope is that through this blog, I will be able to help enrich, enhance, or empower someone’s life, even if it’s through just one little tidbit. So, let’s make the world a better place, one bit at a time. ☺


Parenting is like dancing

Parenting is like dancing. You, the parent, are the lead and your job is to teach and guide your child in learning the steps to the dance. But, your child controls the music.

Often, when you have finally figured out which song you’re dancing to, what the steps are to this dance, and have gotten the two of you in sync with the music, they change the song. Then you have to do it all over again.

Not to mention, one child’s tango is not the same as another’s, the next child may not play the same songs the previous one played, and they are usually playing different songs at the same time.

Frustrating? Yes, very much so.

Rewarding? When you and your child are fully in sync, moving gracefully to the music like Fred and Ginger – Yes, most definitely YES! 🙂

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Uncle Loud and the Statue

A Short Story Illustrating the Impact of Statues
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Jesse looked out the window and smiled. This had to be the happiest day of his life. He was on the train headed to college! “I made it! I’m finally out of that house of horrors.”

Jesse sat back in his seat and thought about the first time he met Aunt “Quiet” and Uncle “Loud”. That’s what he called them at the family gathering when he was 5, back when his parents were alive. Continue reading

Why I left my job of 12 years

fallorfly3 years ago, I knew that I was leaving but I didn’t know exactly when. 1-3 years is what I told my manager. By last year, I had planned to wait until 2018 – after my younger kid graduated. But came January, I knew that it was time to go.

Why did I leave the job I had for 12 years? It wasn’t the pay (I made almost 6 figures); I wasn’t stagnant in my career (I had received 3 promotions); and the benefits are awesome compared to other places. No, it was more than that: Continue reading