Some loved ones are gone because they’re in a better place now. Others are gone because I am.
Sure, there were times that I was wrong. It wasn’t every time, though.
Even if I convince them of the truth today, they’ll just believe another lie tomorrow.
I may have enlightenment, but that’s a very different thing than having control.
OK. Great. Now I have to fight this guy and the ice cream is going to melt.
Zen’s great. But sometimes it’s OK to be like, “What the…?!”
In my head, I was forever 21 and reaching middle age just didn’t seem to fit with my persona.
In that hospital bed, the question of whether I would do anything for my kids was real.
There are some days when I am in awe of his nerve.
Honestly, kids aren’t the ones who need to pen letters to Santa Claus anyway.