The night before my birthday last month I kept thinking about my parents. They are both deceased (in the past couple years) and I couldn't shake the feeling of knowing what they looked like at my age. I happen to be 45 years old. I did the math. I realized that my Dad turned… Continue reading My Parents & I – 45
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The Poker Face I Couldn’t Keep
The scene on the television was a father sitting down to teach his teenage daughter how to play poker. I could feel the sadness in my chest build and the tears begin to flow down my cheeks. The poker face I couldn't keep. I, myself, will never play poker with my Dad again. It's one… Continue reading The Poker Face I Couldn’t Keep
In Between the Sunsets of Life 