Time Lost

I wonder what it is like to have a child and even though there is distance, to not even try to keep communication going. I often think to myself that when my daughter leaves and start her own life, I could never imagine not being in communication with her. I will email her, text her... Continue Reading →

He was one hell of a Father

My father was not a perfect man but he was one hell of a father. I remember when I was little, I would go sit on my father's lap after getting out of the shower. I would say, "you're so worm" and he would reply, "and you're a snake." It was a nightly routine and... Continue Reading →

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