Chris

Where does the week go?

It’s been a dismaying unsuccessful blogging week. It’s not as if I don’t have material, but life has conspired to sap me of energy, motivation, and vital health essences. As an example, my plans to shower my wife with a myriad of wonderful activities and actions for Mother’s Day has been waylaid by my flourishingContinue reading “Where does the week go?”

Friendship is hard when your friends won’t stop whining

I used to duck my head down low and avoid any eye contact when there was confrontation in the room. Whether it involved me or not, I’d hide as fast and as hard as I could. Becoming more comfortable with confrontation has been another surprising side-effect of being a stay at home dad. Not onlyContinue reading “Friendship is hard when your friends won’t stop whining”

Meet me in the dark places

Poetry and I do not have a healthy relationship. There is a lot of disrespect and outspoken derision when I talk about her to the fellas, and I’ll pass by each and every book of poems that some poor writer has slaved over, but in the darkest of nights, in seclusion and out of eyeshot,Continue reading “Meet me in the dark places”