Because, you know, this is how we roll in this family!
On June 11, 1971 the house of sisters was forever altered with the addition of one Tom Buckley. I was ten years old, in fourth grade and thought for sure HE would be a she.
Blonde haired, blue eyed, and adorable, this baby became everybody's baby in some way, shape or form.
He ultimately ended up with four mothers.
When he was really young - maybe three or four, he was riding on the back of my bike.
What? You didn't do that? FINE. Be that way.
His little legs got caught in the spokes. Yep. Broken leg.
In a classic case of life's little ironies, when Bella was four she was hanging out with Uncle Tom and her dad and HER leg got broken. We're even.
I didn't really know Tommy all that well. Let's face it, I was a teenager and he was a pain in the ass brother.
THEN.
Well, he's all grown up now.
And he is a remarkable man.
I don't write about him too much, mostly because he's a he, and this blog is usually reserved for me. He is also far more private than I will ever be - he doesn't even have his own FB page. Gasp!
He has a beautiful and amazing family. He is the father of one son and three girls. (Karma) His wife is the love of his life.
His story is remarkable. He held an audience of us captivated when we were sharing a house together a few years ago and I witnessed how the young people looked up to and listened to him. I looked up to him and listened to him.
My mother has said more than once she wished she didn't give birth to such independent people. However, that independence has allowed each of us to pursue that which moves us at different times in our lives. We have each taken a leap of faith about many a different adventure and I am certain it's because we come from a family that keeps an eye on each other despite our independence.
This year my brother has taken a massive leap of faith in himself and his family. He quit his job in finance and started his own business. He is quite an inspiration!
Blonde haired, blue eyed, and adorable, this baby became everybody's baby in some way, shape or form.
He ultimately ended up with four mothers.
When he was really young - maybe three or four, he was riding on the back of my bike.
What? You didn't do that? FINE. Be that way.
His little legs got caught in the spokes. Yep. Broken leg.
In a classic case of life's little ironies, when Bella was four she was hanging out with Uncle Tom and her dad and HER leg got broken. We're even.
I didn't really know Tommy all that well. Let's face it, I was a teenager and he was a pain in the ass brother.
THEN.
Well, he's all grown up now.
And he is a remarkable man.
I don't write about him too much, mostly because he's a he, and this blog is usually reserved for me. He is also far more private than I will ever be - he doesn't even have his own FB page. Gasp!
He has a beautiful and amazing family. He is the father of one son and three girls. (Karma) His wife is the love of his life.
His story is remarkable. He held an audience of us captivated when we were sharing a house together a few years ago and I witnessed how the young people looked up to and listened to him. I looked up to him and listened to him.
My mother has said more than once she wished she didn't give birth to such independent people. However, that independence has allowed each of us to pursue that which moves us at different times in our lives. We have each taken a leap of faith about many a different adventure and I am certain it's because we come from a family that keeps an eye on each other despite our independence.
This year my brother has taken a massive leap of faith in himself and his family. He quit his job in finance and started his own business. He is quite an inspiration!
Something fantastic with Rosie, his vizsla dog, in mind.
Paw Fuel Dog Treats is Tom's brainchild. It is THE best treat for active dogs, made with natural ingredients in the USA by a dad of four, a husband of one, a navy man, a brother to three and an all around terrific person.
I invite you to check out his web page and I certainly want you to check out his Facebook page HERE. Personally, I believe getting the FB page to at least 100 likes today would be an awesome birthday gift for Tom.
As for your dog, order them some treats and that will be a gift for them. It's a win-win for everyone!
Tom's middle initial is "A". If you ask him what the "A" stand for he will tell you Axl. (As opposed to Andrew, which is what it really is.) As a young teen in the '80's, this was his music, this was his band, and this is the man behind his middle name.
Happy, HAPPY Birthday Tom.
You rock as much, if not more so, as Axl.
All love!
xo
I invite you to check out his web page and I certainly want you to check out his Facebook page HERE. Personally, I believe getting the FB page to at least 100 likes today would be an awesome birthday gift for Tom.
As for your dog, order them some treats and that will be a gift for them. It's a win-win for everyone!
Tom's middle initial is "A". If you ask him what the "A" stand for he will tell you Axl. (As opposed to Andrew, which is what it really is.) As a young teen in the '80's, this was his music, this was his band, and this is the man behind his middle name.
Happy, HAPPY Birthday Tom.
You rock as much, if not more so, as Axl.
All love!
xo
