There hasn’t been much snow this year, but the sharp temperatures have still been painful. So when a true snow day appeared on Friday, the kids were giddy. Unfortunately for The Hare, snow does not prohibit school from happening. And … Continue reading
It’s strange to see pictures of my mom equivalent in age to the age I am now, even weirder to see pictures of myself at the current age of my oldest daughter. My mom wore 40 well. She looked youthful and … Continue reading
Sometimes I feel like I am battling myself, as if I am sifting through the stages of grief on a daily basis. Reflection is a double-edged sword. At times it reminds me of all the amazing moments I have had … Continue reading
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My extended family is rather large and spread out across the country. I have aunts and uncles older and close to my parents’ age, an aunt that is only a few years older than myself and cousins we are waiting … Continue reading
We’re talking about finding the grace in the awkward years at Write on Edge this week. My mother cringed as he introduced himself outside the pool. His clear blue eyes and crooked toothy grin were almost lost under a mop … Continue reading
Musings of a dad who runs from parenting, to become better at parenting.
Random creativeness from my jar to yours.
tales and other stuff you'll never believe
He will not crush the weakest reed or put out a flickering candle.
This blog is not FDA approved
It's true. I WOULD rather be running.
I make it all up as I go along.
Writing is a way of talking without being interrupted. ~Jules Renard Journal, 10 April 1895
