I can honestly say that you’ve impacted my life more than I ever could yours. You’ve shown me the value of being unafraid.
Well, maybe I called them for my son’s sake.
I have spent much of my life chasing false prophets, which has led me to question whether or not that part of myself holds any authenticity.
I’d been scammed by a 7-year-old kid.
In the eyes of my son, I am an icon.
If we consciously think through events, can we remember them better?
Society is uncomfortable with male tears—with males who show their emotions—and boys learn at an early age how it feels not to fit in with society’s expectations.
Doesn’t it stand to reason that boys need just as much nurturing as girls? Doesn’t it stand to reason that you may need the attention, the pouring-in, the listening ear, of your parents just like your sisters?
My wife recently asked me to teach our teenage son that “no means no” when it comes time for sexual activity.
Every time I read the words “rape culture,” I feel the distinct weight of being a mother to two young boys.