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Father's Day is a complicated holiday for me. While it is supposed to be a celebration of the men in our lives, it's often a day of regrets for me. Cards and commercials force me to consider the choices I've made over the years and the permanent consequences of those choices --consequences my children... Continue Reading →
Sometimes, my filter is broken and words just fly out of my mouth, like projectile vomit, long before my moral compass has a chance to register. You’re probably thinking that I’m exaggerating. After all, my word choice here is pretty precise and constructive. But remember, there is a process to writing. In the planning and preparing stage,... Continue Reading →
A Broken Crayon 