I Am Not Okay
Sep12

I Am Not Okay

Sobriety is not what I thought it would be. I’ve an abundance of experience in not drinking, I’ve done it quite a few times. Consider me an expert. I know exactly what to expect. Loneliness. Fear. Escapism. I play the warden of my incarceration, solitarily confined to my own head, both victim and inmate. Just don’t drink. Oh how easy that sounds. Skin crawls, sleeping in 30-minute increments, irritable of everything and nothing. But...

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So This Happened…
Apr01

So This Happened…

At bedtime, Tuesday night, I could have sworn I shut my ringer off before sinking my head into a pillow but by 5am Wednesday morning, I was alerted to my forgetfulness with beeps. The number wasn’t associated to a contact and I wasn’t sure what area code this was from. It’s not out of the ordinary to receive early morning calls because I speak with lots of family law attorneys on the East Coast, three hours ahead. I sent the call to...

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Just One Father’s Day Gift Idea
Jun19

Just One Father’s Day Gift Idea

I considered writing a “Father’s Day Gift Idea” blog but there are too many of them, and honestly favorite gifts have always been handwritten notes and cards from my daughters. My 13 year old daughter, Genesis, has put some of the best combination of words together; she knows exactly what to say. My 7 year old, Olive, always brings her cuteness and lovability through colorful flowers and hearts. These things always end up in the tub...

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Change is Good
Jan16

Change is Good

While driving to work this morning, I got honked at. I could have predicted it. I’m cruising in the middle lane, speed limit of 45, and my right turn was coming up in about a quarter of a mile. No music playing, no checking my phone; it’s just me, the road, and normal morning traffic conditions. I’m aware of the red two-door in the right lane, about two car lengths behind. I put my blinker on, giving it a second or two, and look over...

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Know Why I Say No
Oct25

Know Why I Say No

I’m a dad.  I’m a male.  My inability to create lists, especially shopping ones, is the main cause in my frequency at Target.  The item in question, the purpose of my visit, never makes it to my cart, subsequently never making it into my home, therefore causing the dreadful and unnecessary revisit.  Sure, I end up with a cart full of things I didn’t want but when I reach my house, especially when the item was toilet paper, that’s when...

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