She was convinced that we were segregating her little brother to an orphanage, and SHE. WAS. NOT. HAVING. IT.
An understaffed classroom is an unsafe classroom.
So how did we get to the precipice we’re facing on August 8th?
Six years ago tomorrow, everything changed, as I got to hold my little boy for the first time ever. For the longest time, I was completely convinced that I could never love anyone as much as I loved his big sister. It’s true what they say about little girls and their daddies: Dads are lost [...]
When you have an epiphany, it’s a good idea to write it down. I’ve long since been of the opinion that if you don’t write it down, it didn’t happen. So on those rare moments when a clear thought does wind it’s way up my spine to enlighten my darken mind, I have to put [...]
When the mist breaks, when the canopy opens to the stars, when the smoke is blown away by a cool breeze, that’s when life begins. Those are the fleeting minutes that I hope to find. Those are the times that I fight for with my boy. It’s the connection that keeps me awake when he’s [...]
“you I thought I knew you / you I cannot judge / you I thought you knew me / this one laughing quietly underneath my breath / night swimming / deserves a quiet night.”
Fear is more contagious than the flu.
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