Family

Time and time again “Yes, Your Honor. Thank you.” Those were the only words I spoke in the courtroom at the first hearing of my divorce. I’d hoped for drama and a bunch of loud lawyer talk. …

A story about things that are hidden away, a story about secrets — Dad and I stood in grandpa’s garage staring at the 3-foot-tall safe which sat on the concrete floor against the back wall. The safe was the only thing left in the garage. All the wooden shelves were empty and the floor was cleared. “Jesus Christ,” he said. It was mid-summer…

I’ve got a better idea. I have a few friends and acquaintances who have already started college funds for their babies, toddlers, and young children. I also have a few friends who would rather spend extra money on candy and Ipads to “shut the fuckers up.” One of my friends…

I find forgiveness of others difficult, so why should forgiving myself be any easier? I’m really struggling here. I’m working and the site I’m working from has gone down which is why I’ve got a minute to write something short and sweet — well maybe, not sweet. Do I forgive…

I thought I’d drop a few thoughts, in no particular order, as I enter the week of my 43rd birthday. I never make a big deal out of my birthday, but now that I’m writing on Medium, I get more opportunities to reflect on things! In no particular order. Lasik…