It is time to celebrate all those Dads and Daddies who show up. I am mostly thinking about my kids' dad and my Daddy. Both are great dads in all the roles they play. I am glad I am here instead of a child again with no real nice father figure. I have been thinking… Continue reading Happy Father’s Day
Tag: Daddy’s Girl
Under His Desk
Sometimes I feel like Daddy doesn’t appreciate how resourceful I am. I knew work was getting to him. He had spent a lot of long days on the road, and this week he was back in the office. I think he hates that even more. I felt like I needed to do something to help… Continue reading Under His Desk
Not Just the Words
Some words are delivered in just the right way.
Closeness
I could really use closeness. I want to be standing over you showing you how much I need you, how giddy I am to be near you, touching you. I want to climb in your lap and get close. Straddle you and bury your face in my chest. Tell me you want it, too. Tell… Continue reading Closeness
I am not ok and maybe that is ok
I find myself in a strange position today. A crossroads. I knew it was coming. I have been worried about it for the past year and gearing up for it. But for the first time in 30 years, I have no romantic partners. The juxtaposition of a dynamic ending this week and watching my mom… Continue reading I am not ok and maybe that is ok
