I’m Not Sorry I said, “I love you.”

I'm still trying to understand and recall the moment I started "throwing"around the phrase "I love you." For the most part, I can't seem to attach it to anything else but a period of time when I was in high school, when a series of teen-suicides hit my community. It wasn't long after these deaths... Continue Reading →

A Letter to My Daughter

A Letter to my Daughter … I figured I’d write this letter for you having not yet met you, because I imagine that when I do I won’t remember all things I need to say. There are a few things I wish my father had told me before he died, and many things I know... Continue Reading →

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