Somewhere in the neighborhood of seventeen years ago my parents got divorced. When this happened my family was ripped apart. My older brother went to live with my father, and my younger brother and I went to live with my mother. For the first couple of months we lived in the same city, so even though it was hard, we could still see my dad. Things soon changed, and my mother moved us from Arizona to Louisiana. Continue reading
They say that “love is blind”. This evening, that saying took on a whole new meaning. Last week Rebecca made plans with the couple next door to eat dinner together tonight. Earlier in the afternoon the woman next door came over to make sure it was okay for her children to come with her (they don’t live with her). I was pleased to have them, even though I had to go and get more food. Honestly, more food means that I get to spend more time at the grill, so I was happy to do it. I turned around from the grill to see them all walking over together as a family. I noticed the brothers were walking with their arms linked, and one of them was carrying a long white cane. Continue reading
No more than twenty minutes ago we had to put my dog down. We got Sasha just a few months after our first daughter was born. For the past eleven years, she has been the standard by which we measured the dogs of friends and family. There will never be another dog that was as loving and caring as she was. She was at the side of all three of our children as babies, and she never left Rebecca’s side when we lost Mary (our second daughter) 19 weeks into the pregnancy. I could go on with the memories, but that is not why I am writing this.