Your baseball uniform is still damp because I forgot to put it in the dryer last night. It’s time to go so I hang it out the car…
To my sweetest girls, For the purposes of this conversation their names don’t matter. How old or young I was when I knew them doesn’t matter. How deep…
I never envisioned myself having children. Everyone told me having children was a very selfish act. I always thought the opposite because I knew once the bun was out that…
My kids are ages three and under, but I talk to them about God. I tell them the Bible stories, teach them about showing love to others, and…
First of all I would like to thank the girl scouts of America for finally taking a fucking credit card. Who the hell still carries around cash? Let…
Today is World Cancer Day. For us, cancer is a memory; next week my son Ben goes to Survivor Clinic. SURVIVOR CLINIC Those two words that were but…
The Mercedes came out of nowhere. One second I was driving along, singing badly mangled lyrics to whatever 90s hip hop I could dredge up from the bowels…
I’m going to talk about abortion. I know, it’s a word weighted with emotion, but I am approaching the subject from a different angle that I know you…
Kids hate chores. Let’s face it, it’s a very rare breed of children that jump for joy when parents ask them to do something around the house. In…
“You know, your aunt was always jealous I was picked that day,” my mother would begin. A smile would spread across her face, ever the competitive little sister.…