How dare I viciously point out all my kid’s flaws and mistakes and disappointments at the beginning of his day?
Why a Loose Tooth Made Me Cry
Over the years my daughter has grown. Her little wisps of hair turning into flowing locks. Knees and cheekbones emerging out of the pudgy baby fat. Her long torso and limber legs shooting her up into girlhood.
A Childhood Without Waiting
My childhood was all about waiting.
The Ripple Effect of a Runaway Dad
In the world that likes to partition us into our acronymical pens, I am a SWAHD. A Single, Work-At-Home Dad, who is here when my nine-year-old son gets home from …
Better Together
Our story began simply: boy and girl meet, become friends, fall in love, get married, and run off into the sunset for a happily ever after.
Ode to the Warrior Mom
When I was two and a half, we moved to one of the scariest neighborhoods in Denver. One week after the move, my mom understood that she was in a no-win situation with a mentally unstable husband, so she told him she was going to the store, left with 25 cents in her pocket and me on her shoulders. We walked five blocks to a payphone to call the only person she knew in Denver.
A Day in the Life of a Vasectomy
A 15 minute procedure in the doctor’s office that changed our lives forever.
Matters of the Heart
As a wife, I worry about my husband. It's just what women do. Mostly, I find myself worrying about his health, specifically is heart.
All We Have to Give
I remind myself that being there makes a difference. Showing up makes a difference. Letting them know me and knowing them makes a difference.
The Bond With my Dad
In my mid twenties, when my drinking was not yet out of control, we started bonding over a few drinks.