Two days ago I turned 43. An age with no consequence whatsoever, other than offering an opportunity to obsess over one’s age. Which, come to think of it, will be the main function of all the rest of my birthdays for the rest of my life.
I turned on the heat and smeared some olive oil on the pan, added a patty of chicken sausage, cooked a scrambled egg, added cheese and gave it all to Sawyer. Ten seconds passed.
‘I done.’ Continue reading “Tom’s Diner”
Today was ‘Daddy Day,’ a term reserved for the days when Mom works, the kids aren’t in school, and I’m in charge. Continue reading “Do dads do enough?”
Part 3 of ‘Mom and me,’ which ran in the The Coastal Star in 2010….
When I visited my mom at the nursing home the other day, I talked with the wife of another resident there.
In the dining room, with a crime drama on the TV in the background, she said something that I’ve heard a lot: ‘You look just like her.’
‘People tell me that, and it’s interesting,’ I said. ‘I’m adopted.’ Continue reading “When nurture counts way more than nature”
Probably overdue in posting this here. Part 1 of ‘Mom and me,’ which I wrote for The Coastal Star in 2010….
A month ago I watched an adult film with my mother. Let me explain. Continue reading “Remembering the time Mom started forgetting”