It’s about making your kids happy even when you don’t remember the meaning of the word. It’s about putting the smile on their faces that you wish you could put on your own.
I'm James Guttman, father of two children. One non-verbal with autism and one non stop verbal with attitude. New Posts: Every Monday and Wednesday
Tag: pain
My Creaky Bones
There are so many pops and cracks, you’d think I was a walking pile of rap music record albums.
These Ten Years
Some loved ones are gone because they’re in a better place now. Others are gone because I am.
It’s Alright. It’s O.K.
Sure, there were times that I was wrong. It wasn’t every time, though.
Judged, But Still Standing
Even if I convince them of the truth today, they’ll just believe another lie tomorrow.
I Didn’t Think I’d Live This Long
In my head, I was forever 21 and reaching middle age just didn’t seem to fit with my persona.
Empty, Tired, and Sick To My Stomach
His death doesn’t feel like part of some lesson. It just feels unfair.
I Ain’t Mad Atcha
Getting hurt is easy, not letting it change who you are isn’t.
Should Old Acquaintance Be Forgot
It’s everyone’s chance to remember, even if you don’t want to.
The Ghosts of Our Broken Washers
I’ve had a lot of broken washing machines in my life. Only one was literal and the rest were all figurative.
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