Parts of my family like each other, and I *really* like parts of my family, but taken as a whole, my extended family should just not be in the same room.
I had a dream last night about an old friend of mine, Krista. I was helping her with a move, stationed at the new house to help unpack while others went to bring another load from the old place. While I was wandering among the boxes stacked in the garage, a family of about 10... Continue Reading →
She's going back to her independence, back to a life she builds herself, back to the process of opening up the world and seeing what it holds for her.
Now that Sophia is headed back to school, our preparations are in full swing for her next level of adulthood: living on her own in an apartment. When she lived in the dorms, she managed her world nicely. Except for the rib fracture she sustained in the spring necessitating my assistance, she handled all disability and... Continue Reading →
Hey kids. Dad's sleeping. He needs the rest, and he's not feeling good. So if you're going to call him, do it tonight, okay? While he's sleeping, let me tell you some things about him you probably don't know. Or maybe you do, I don't know. But today's definitely the day for it. A long... Continue Reading →