Dear Lord, Not the Sugar

Recently I was diagnosed as being diabetic, Type 2. It seems my apparently single minded effort in trying to ruin my body has finally come to fruition! Well, now it's time to buckle down, get serious, and start taking care of myself. It stands to reason, right? I spent the first half of my life … Continue reading Dear Lord, Not the Sugar

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Excuses . . . And a Compromise: Squatting in a School Parking Lot

"Excuses are monuments to nothingness. They build bridges to nowhere. Those who use these tool of incompetence are masters of nothingness." This quote hung on the wall of my fifth-grade teacher, Mr. G. Anytime a student forgot his homework, he had to stand up in front of the quote, recite it, and remain standing until … Continue reading Excuses . . . And a Compromise: Squatting in a School Parking Lot

Digging Past The Point of No Return

When I was younger, I remember I went to a party with a co-worker. I don't know why, I didn't even like the guy, but nothing else was going on. He was a bit shady, and he'd gotten into trouble in the past, but I said yes. I knew I shouldn't, but I still found … Continue reading Digging Past The Point of No Return

A Memory of a Father

Recently a friend of mine, someone I've known most of my 42 years on this Earth, called late one night and told me his father had unexpectedly died. I hadn't seen his father in years, and the last few times were merely in passing, but the news floored me. Honestly, it hit harder than it … Continue reading A Memory of a Father

Sixteen Candles, MTV, and Brett Kavanaugh: Did I Assault Someone Too? What I Thought Was Masculinity

I have no doubt that in fifty years, the current administration will appear in textbooks as a defining moment in American history. One that took all of our glaring problems in this country, and laid them out for all to see, bared to the harsh light of day like some stained shirt worn too often … Continue reading Sixteen Candles, MTV, and Brett Kavanaugh: Did I Assault Someone Too? What I Thought Was Masculinity

Parenting Lessons from Skipping Rocks

"Now hold it just like this, like a frisbee, but smaller." His large, dark, rough hands would move my chubby little fingers on the oblate river rock. "It's all in the snap. In the wrist. You have to get low and snap your hand forward, but hook the rock with your finger so it spins. … Continue reading Parenting Lessons from Skipping Rocks

The March for Our Lives: As I Come to Grips With My Whiteness, It is Time For White People to Own Theirs.

Yesterday I attended the March for Our Lives in Washington DC. This is the second large rally or march I've attended in as many years. Last year I attended the Women's March in January. Together, literally millions of people marched or gathered all over the world to end violence and abuse. In the wake of … Continue reading The March for Our Lives: As I Come to Grips With My Whiteness, It is Time For White People to Own Theirs.