Category Archives: FTSF It’s late for a seven-year-old to be going to sleep, and yet, here we are. It’s the kind of late that you don’t tell the neighbors about because it’s a school night and they’re probably sleeping. Or, at least decent enough to be in bed reading or watching TV. We’re laughing though, and laughing makes […]  “I’ve got nothing to lose.” This is a thing people say. It’s something I’ve said, I think, although I do not remember when or in what context I may have said it. I suppose it’s true, at times. What have you got to lose in accepting an okay job when you need one, even when […]  It’s Spring Break. So, unless you’re on vacation for the week, you’re juggling work, life, kids and bizarre schedules where you hope your kids sleep in but they never do the same way they will on Tuesday, once school resumes. Here, we were able to take a couple of days and head to Tennessee, where my […]  When you think about your first home, or your hometown, you think about more than just a place. It’s memories, people, and life that happened there. When I was six, I loved my first Ricky. We told each other things we’d never have told our parents or my brothers. He lived next door and was […]  Years ago, a woman told me she’d met her husband online. I was judgmental and horrified. Sure that the two of them must be super-nerds, I wondered why she didn’t meet people in bars or at work like normal folks did. I tried to be relaxed looking, but am pretty sure that rather than displaying a […]  Sometimes, we meet somebody who changes one of our truths. In a lifetime, we meet many. Some change what we advocate for, live for, and defend. Meeting others changes less significant things inside of us. Each meeting matters though, because meeting and melding and letting in and letting out is evolution. Sometimes, we meet people […] |
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