Life looks different than before. We look different to each other too.

As this social distancing lingers on, my family and I are becoming more familiar with our immediate surroundings. We don’t go out much. Home feels safer. There’s food and toilet paper there. We’ve come to depend on the unique smells and physical orientation of large boxes we call rooms.

Bored to tears with their Zoom calls and numb to the sight of their dad strolling through the kitchen in his boxers, my kids have sought novelty elsewhere. They have counted the legs of countless centipedes and tested the rolling properties of every Roli-Poli around. They have mapped and explored every…


Dear Jacqueline, Thank you for your honest words. I read them in few brief moments today as I care for a dying boy. I am a pediatric oncology nurse and father of two young kids myself. To witness, as I just did a moment ago, a father hold and cry over his dying son is profoundly emotional for me. It is impossible to not imagine how I would feel if I were that father and his son was my own. These small acts of love and remorse transport me to new and often uncomfortable spaces as a dad. 13 years…


The Way We Use Our Words

Scrabble, is a game of words and there are two different ways in which people play it. There are people who play to win and there are those who simply enjoy forming fun words like dream or apple. My wife likes to have fun while playing this game. I, however, exist solidly in the play to win camp. This does not mean I am an excessively competitive player or even extremely accomplished at playing this board game, but I do consider myself a bit of a purist. There are rules to the game. They are conveniently printed on the inside…


The hidden wisdom found within this thick-skinned, oblong fruit.

As a dad, it is my responsibility to provide what I think passes as wisdom to my children. In order to do this well and also to keep me humble, I accept that I too must continue to learn. I must absorb the knowledge of those who came before me and apply it to my own model of living a good life.

My father-in-law, Dr. Davinder Singh, arrived in America in 1971 with a winter coat on his back and 7 dollars in his pocket. It was the middle of a frozen January. The sky was snowing and the wind…


1.The minute you put your young child to bed she will become desperately thirsty for water. An addendum to this rule is that as soon as you brush your child’s teeth he will desire a warm glass of milk or, perhaps, a banana.

2. If you have two kids under the age of 5, at any given moment one will be crying and the other will be pooping. Given the changing variables of the average family unit, it is also possible that the one who is crying is also the one who is pooping. …


My daughter has a special shelf. Upon it, she keeps all her ‘special things’. I did a covert inventory of her special collection one day while she was at school. This space houses, among other items: a colorful balloon, a pouch of glitter nail polish, various craft projects, a polka dotted piggy bank, and a class photo of her former preschool class. Some of the more esoteric items she has curated are: a woven purse in the shape of a pig which her cousin brought from Mexico, a geode crystal with a faux pink quartz interior, a small plastic trophy…


When I drop my two children off at school, I rarely park near the front entrance. In fact, I often park much farther away from it than is necessary. This strategy is not an effort to avoid the many double-parked minivans which clog and crowd the main street next to the school like some long suburban gypsy caravan. It is also not my distaste for the seemingly endless series of potholes which line this same street like some puckered battlefield of old. …


As I stared blankly at the sad slice of pizza smashed upon the cement floor of a crowded Costco, I gently pondered the phenomena of hitting parental rock bottom. More specifically, I wondered if I might have just done that. My newborn son was snoring soundly against my chest. He was oblivious to the curious stares of weekend shoppers which penetrated the back of my neck all the way to my delicate psyche. Although I was keenly aware that I was the center act in Costco in that moment, I felt no embarrassment, only a detached numbness. How did I…


One of the funniest lines I ever heard came from the deadpan mouth of a mother standing over her dying teenage daughter. I had just walked in to the girl’s hospital room to help Danielle, her nurse that day. Danielle has bright blue eyes, a naughty smile, and a quirky sense of humor, but none of these qualities prepared her for what she heard next. She was concentrating on the medication pump next to her patient’s bed in order to give the girl an extra dose of morphine when her mother remarked in my direction: “Oh, I see you have…


Every action has an opposite and equal reaction, states Newton’s Third Law of Motion. This seemingly simple yet deceptively complicated tenet is one of the backbones of modern Physics. I admit, I had to google that famous phrase in order to remind myself that it was Sir Isaac Newton who first penned it. I never studied Physics in school. To my abstract brain, the numerous laws and equations germane to this hard science always seemed well beyond my intellectual capacity. It was hard science after all. Even in the real world, when the solution to a Physics-like problem is right…

David

is a pediatric oncology nurse and father of 2 kids. His book, Nurse Papa, will be released August 2021

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