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.
I Think About Men all the Time
I worry about them. The lack of programs to ensure their self-esteem stays intact in spite of the conflicting media images about gender and sex.
Building Something Whole
Raising boys to be fathers, breadwinners, and the head of a family seemed rather a daunting task even though I do believe that girls can do anything boys can do
To my Son—You Aren’t a Mistake
From the day you took that first breath, you have been taking mine away. You are far from a mistake my sweet boy.