Dads
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Apple. Tree.
Last week as I was having a massive nervous breakdown about my job, Chris was also having a massive nervous breakdown about his. He came home one night and unloaded all his frustrations…
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This Is It.
What I am about to say is going to show an ugly side of myself. Just want to give you that fair warning. Sometimes, I look around at my life and I think,…
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Happy 30th Birthday, Chris!
Dear Pookey, Welcome to your 30’s! I can’t believe that we have actually been together for half our lives now. In some ways that feels impossible. I still get butterflies when you kiss…
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Sweet Talking. Heartbreaking.
I haven’t posted in a while about my dad. There have been lots of reasons for that. Mostly, it’s because I don’t really like talking about it that often. I still talk to…
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Granddaddy’s Dock
I don’t often post pictures of people other than my own family to my blog. I’ve mentioned before that I very seldom talk about my blog with people in real life. People who…
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Remembering His Laughter
Sometimes at night, after the kids and dogs are asleep and the house is finally quiet, I’ll close my eyes, concentrate really hard, and try to remember my dad’s voice. I’ll try to…
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A Day, A Week
It’s been an odd week. I’ve been out of sorts. Things feel out of control and a little overwhelming. But when I try to put my finger on what exactly is off, there…
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Readjusting to Fill the Hole
This weekend my sister and her husband, John Michael, brought their wittle bitty newborn, Tillman, down to visit. I was so excited to see them. The last time we all got together it…
