Tag: memories

It’s Hard Work Not Messing Up These Kids

I do it for the world and I do it for them. Messing these kids up just isn’t an option.

You go places you never thought you would. You become things you never dreamed.

It feels natural at this point to throw in an “I’m sorry to say”, but I’m not.

I remember being excited about my new Freazy Freakies. What type of frozen tundra did I live in?

What hurt the most was that I had accepted them.

The words rocked me to my core, right there in the middle of the home section of Target.

I’ve never had a relationship as special as the unique ones I have with each of them.

It’s a path I never expected to travel, but am glad I had the courage to walk it.

Being Dad is the greatest, scariest, happiest, lifetime of dread I could have ever signed up for.

It was as if everything we have ever loved, hated, or known was taken away.