Vacation With My Dad

One of the things I specifically remember about my dad is how much he loved his time in Germany.  He spent about a year there when he served in the Army and he always talked about how amazing he thought the country and its people were.  He kept a photo album of his adventures in... Continue Reading →

Pictures in His Wallet

I found your wallet, dad.  It had been hiding in the box of your things I've been carrying around all these years and never opened.  I recently decided it was time to find out anything and everything I could about your life and doing so meant opening the box.  I finally felt strong enough to... Continue Reading →

Healing is a Journey

Healing is an interesting process.  For wounds to our body such as cuts or broken arms, healing usually takes place over a few weeks or months and before we know it, our bodies are back to normal.  We might be left with a scar but, unless an injury is severe, generally these type of blows... Continue Reading →

Surviving Father’s Day

I have spent the last 20 years without my dad on Father's Day and I know firsthand that all of us who are fatherless dread this day.  Some who are fatherless would give everything they have to be able to hug their dad one last time and tell him how much he means.  Others are... Continue Reading →

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