When this blog was born, it was at first simply an outlet. It was never intended to be more than just a journal of sorts, a way to get all of my feelings into a concrete structure of words strung together. When I flip back to the beginning, I am equal parts reminded how desolate … Continue reading Two Years
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The Quintessential Disappointment
This is how I felt yesterday, after I told my son to go ahead and order his lunch. "Are you sure Dad said he was definitely coming?" I asked him. He shrugged, a thousand emotions flickering in his deep eyes. He backed away from me, as his friends were beckoning him to come eat with … Continue reading The Quintessential Disappointment
