Happy Birthday, Dad!

Dad would have been 57 today and I can't help but think of what he might have done with the last 22 years of his life.  Since my dad was a wild soul much like myself, I know that we got robbed of all the creative genius he would have brought into the world.  I... Continue Reading →

Holiday Grief

Let's be real, the holidays are tough.  Some of us travel hours to get home to find ourselves sleeping on couches that are available for free.  Many of us are responsible for ensuring that the small people we've created wake up to a joyous experience.  Others of us are running around to make sure that... Continue Reading →

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 →

The Truth About Being Fatherless

Being fatherless left a hole in me that I couldn't even begin to process until nearly two decades later.  I had recited the words "My father passed away when I was young" more times than I can count to strangers, new friends, potential love interests and anyone who innocently asked about my parents.  I hated... 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 →

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