The Memory Jar

The space of memories is far and wide.

Factory Floor Parenting

“And now, my home has moved from parent culture to safety culture.”

Firsts. Lasts. Mother’s Day

One of the themes I have tried to reinforce to my kids over the years is around the lifetime of “firsts” that awaits them. We all have different experiences but I know, for me, I often felt trapped as a teenager – physically and emotionally – with no real understanding of the greater world that

This is love, yo (a Poem for my kids – but not yet)

I recently posted this to twitter and reposting it in an easier-to-read format. I wrote this about being a dad to two teenagers. Maybe you’ll recognize something familiar. This is love, yo Me on the chair Reading a book With you at the water’s edge It’s ok Pretend I am a stranger Yes, you may

I’m back (and squishier than before)

“..within each of us lies the ability to be cracked open a bit more regardless of whether we may consciously or unconsciously be willing to be an active participant.”

Uncertainty – the only certainty.

“…no one know our stories – not even ourselves.”

Feelings (whoa, whoa, whoa Feelings)

That is what love really is – when you are witnessing those you would die for just being in the moment and embracing the fleeting nature of it all.

Depression: the Reason vs the Lesson

I have to believe that I am here and at this point in this journey not necessarily for a reason but at least for a lesson. The two can be very different things. I can be passive about reason but with a lesson?

A Most Significant February

I am much better off with knowing than not knowing, even if the knowing is not good.

Lessons from a Soup Kitchen

Life is a journey for all of us but we have to be willing to open up the entire map (or scroll down the GPS to keep it relevant).