Her mother and sister had already left for their weekend away. They are heading up north. We aren’t pushing back until morning, going south to Virginia for soccer, history and hiking. I showered first and then she got in with a shower cap to continue preserving the dyed color that […]
My best sleep memories as a dad were the mid-day naps I’d take with my youngest daughter six, seven and eight years ago. Her older sister had started full day kindergarten, leaving just the two of us and our sleepy orange tabby cat at home every day. After lunch, after […]
My baby turns 13 this week and I’m remembering less and less of the days that comprise those remarkable years. This is a little something about the memories we learn to hold on to and the ones we’re helpless to watch fade away. To hear me tell it now you’d […]
Third floor mattress on the deck AOL dial tone beside the desk Flecks of life beneath bare feet Doughnut boxes and newsprint fingers Lyrics on the cracked white wall Flailing heart on a sleeve A gross misunderstanding of nostalgia Listening to her having sex downstairs With Aaron or Lance or […]
I have partnered with Life of Dad and Old Spice for this promotion. Every picture tells a story, as the song goes, but the same is not necessarily true of every smell. At least, not every smell tells a sweetly scented story. And that is the story of the first […]
