A letter to the kid I used to be—and still carry with me.
Tag: young
We Never Really Grow Up (We Just Learn to Sit Still at Funerals)
They say we grow up. That at some point, somewhere between learning how to fold a fitted sheet and choosing salad over fries, we become adults. I’d like to state, for the record, that this is nonsense...
My Reflection
I stand before the mirror, the room dimly lit. The face that peers back at me is a stranger...
I’m Over It
So. This is what being 40 is all about. Huh. I figured there would always be more pomp and ceremony to it I guess. But here I sit, typing away, thinking about how the last week has unfolded. My parents visited, and they spent some time with my son. That's special, at least for me.… Continue reading I’m Over It
Grow Up
When I was a kid, I believed my parents had the answers to everything. I remember looking up to the adults in my life thinking they had it all figured out and they had the freedom to do anything they want. They seemed infallible and invincible. They were mature, wise, smart, and regal. There was… Continue reading Grow Up
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