We're all just winging it.
Today, it's great at holding memories … water, not so much. I heard the clatter from my perch in my office, but I didn’t give it much thought. It wasn’t until I came into the kitchen hours later that I noticed exactly what the noise — well, part of the noise — had been. “I am not going to cry over… Continue reading It Was Just a Cup — Until It Wasn’t
A picture tells a thousand words. But the tire treads of my dad’s cars? Imagine the stories they could tell. When I was in the single digits, on Saturday mornings, after I watched cartoons and slurped the sugar-laden milk left behind after all the Frosted Flakes were gone, it was errand time. (I used to… Continue reading A Father’s Legacy in Wheels: The Untold Stories of My Dad’s Cars
I was excited to reach the end of the red-carpeted aisle, yet it meant leaving a lot behind. As my father gave me away, I expected an “I love you” from him; instead, he whispered, “Don’t be a stranger.” While this wedding day advice surprised me, it turned out to be the words I didn’t… Continue reading The 4 Words I Didn’t Expect My Father to Say at My Wedding
Four Birds 