Tuesday, July 24, 2018
I browsed each career station from a distance, like a window-shopper at the mall. Then, something across the room caught my eye and took my breath away. Memories of one of the most difficult moments of my life began to flood my mind...
Tuesday, July 17, 2018
There are certain details I recall about my dad from when I was younger. But, my most vivid memory is more of a dream. I’m standing on a dock in Port Clinton, staring out at the rough waters on a stormy day, waiting for him to show up to take me out on the lake again...
Tuesday, July 3, 2018
I looked at my son in the rearview mirror. Relaxed and peaceful in the comfort of sleep, perhaps the only place he truly felt safe anymore. What had he been through that week? No... further back than that… what had he gone through even before his mother had disappeared with him was unthinkable.