The Frames We Never Filled
It is late in the afternoon when my phone dings. I know by the sound it is an email, and
Read moreIt is late in the afternoon when my phone dings. I know by the sound it is an email, and
Read moreDearest Daughter, Today, you woke up at 5 a.m. You spilled milk on the carpet and dumped a carton of
Read moreLast week, it rained. It wasn’t a big storm, and it didn’t last long, but it was just enough: enough
Read moreDearest Daughter: You are two-and-a-half years old. Actually, you are a few days shy of that mark, but I think you stop
Read moreMommy loves you. Daddy loves you. The kitty cats love you. We all love you very much. Now it’s time
Read moreIt isn’t going to bed alone that feels wrong — I am not above admitting that by time Game of
Read moreThis year marks our 14th year together. 14 years. For 14 years I have watched you grow (19 actually, if
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