Last night I wrote about a third of this post, more or less. This morning I picked it back up and said “hey, this is sounding familiar…” My kids know most of my stories now too. When we’re out and about and something reminds me of a memory, they finish my thought about two-thirds of … Read more
One day, 22 years ago as I type, the girlfriend I had right before Lea decided she was going to move to Nashville. Well, I didn’t want to move to Nashville, and though I didn’t steer us there as gracefully as I might have, we had already figured out we weren’t going to be together … Read more
For the past several days I have envisioned a masterfully crafted post on microaggression. It would be supremely insightful, and rise to the top of search engine results far and wide. That post isn’t going to happen. Partially it’s because I’ve burned most of that oil on Facebook. And partially it’s because I don’t care … Read more