Missing My Children
For the last couple of weeks, my son has been in Missouri handling the consequences of bad decisions he made as a teenager. There is an end in sight, but it still feels like he won’t be home for ages. Rebekkah and I go through the motions of daily life, but the void is always there, hiding…
Stealing Wifi in the Ghetto – What Not To Do
My brother is trying to teach me the do’s and don’ts of becoming a real writer, and one thing he told me was to write more generalized and less specifically about people in my life, especially Chef. I have tried to write a generalized post this time but let’s face it. We all know the…
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