Sports and fatherhood
As K-Man and I watched the Stanley Cup Playoffs together, I started thinking.read more
View ArticleLove, or the number twelve
We had a fabulous, chaotic, fun weekend, and my son's eighth birthday party went beautifully, right down to the weather that threatened on and off all day Saturday and then promptly changed for the...
View ArticleWhen in doubt, throw it out.
I am unsure of what to write about today. I wrote a sentence, and then momentarily deleted it: "My surroundings have been spinning like I am in a tornado." The spinning is of my own making. read more
View ArticleIt never ends….
My husband rested his arm across my body. His hand pushed gently toward my breasts. I raced to fold my arms over them before he got there first.read more
View ArticleHugging tightly.
"Remember the day I was leaving the Boy’s Club and slipped on the ice," my husband laughingly asked. "Yes!" We giggled like goofy teenagers, reminiscing, turning the pages of our personal history.But...
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