childhood

Kids

Before the realization of our mortality came into play, before panicking was a daily routine, life just wasn’t taken as seriously as...

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Secret Life of Nimu

A story of grief, healing and hope. The essay traces a woman’s trip to her hometown after the death of her husband. The traditions that...

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Pies On The Sidewalk: A Gift Of Confidence From A Mother to Her Daughters

My mom never knew she had actually prepared me the best way possible. She died thinking she had failed as a parent who should have...

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Dad, I Forgive You

Raise your hand. Who’s had a perfect childhood? Who has perfect parents? Who has the perfect family? Unfortunately, most of us...

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Being A Father

I’m fortunate enough to call myself Father to two kids. I’m sure at times, they’ve had other words to call me, and probably well...

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All Time is Now

I danced with the wind last night watched bits of gold in the sky saw the leaves reflect purple in the pond sat in a tree and screeched...

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Walking With Whitman

There was a Child went forth every day: And the first object [she] look’d upon, that object [she] became: And that object became part...

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You are the Star of Trade Town, Davey!

Me at nine years old: “Look! It’s a brand new 1975 AMC Pacer! Isn’t it groovy? I got the keys. Wanna take it for a ride?”...

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Folie à Deux

Caveat: Please understand that delusional thought processes are SYMPTOMS of mental illness. I feel compassion, even as I feel pain and...

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Mom Says: Catechism or Soccer, You Pick

I was around nine-years-old when I dealt with my first major existential crisis. It wasn’t about the grief of losing all my marbles...

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I Don’t Like New Year’s Eve

I remember when I was little, New Year’s Eve was something to look forward to. My mother made it fun. She baked pigs in a blanket and...

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