The picture she drew was of me and her.  Normally, I wouldn’t think too much of it, but since we had just come off of one of the rockiest weekends yet, I was a little more tuned in to whatever … Continue reading →...

It happened in the living room, I think, in the afternoon.  One sentence that has set off a chain reaction of questions in my mind.  As each word came out of her mouth, the shadow of those words slowly eclipsed the memory of … Continue reading →...

It was supposed to be Daddy’s Weekend! A time to bond (ironic, considering my recent post, i know…) just me and the kids.  It was Disaster Weekend instead. My wife (strategically?) went out of town the weekend before Mother’s Day … Continue reading →...