A Late Starter Dawdling Through Life
So-and-so remarried recently. We couldn’t blame him, my wife and I, but it was odd to think of him without his first wife, God rest her soul. Terrible situation. We didn’t blame him for wanting to remarry. In this worst … Continued
The other day, my daughter Colleen said those few words every parent both prays for and dreads: “I can do it myself, Daddy.” White clouds feathered across a pale blue sky. Under the shade of a sturdy pin oak, I … Continued
“’Vi are ‘ze Lunch-stapo, ‘und you ‘vill open your lunchbox now.” The state’s jackbooted lunch inspector towered over my five year old daughter. She didn’t know what to do. Fear slank into her eyes. She looked towards me, but for … Continued
We’re standing at the front windows, looking out past the lawn, past the mailbox, and across the street, at the home of one of our neighbors. We just moved to a new neighborhood, and already my flaws have caused a … Continued
Some nights I just don’t have it in me. I can’t do it. It’s been a long day, I’m tired, my eyes are red, maybe I have a headache, and I’m not in the mood to read to my daughter. … Continued