Month: November 2022

Happy Thanksgiving, Dad.

I’ve always loved Thanksgiving. It’s the one day of the year that I don’t regret turning my stomach into a gastrointestinal clown car to see how much I can fit it in. In the midst of my second round of belt loosening and a… Continue Reading “Happy Thanksgiving, Dad.”

Not Ready Yet

Ella: “Daddy, are you getting older?” Daddy: “Yes, Sweetheart. We are all getting older.” Ella: “How old was your daddy when he died?” I knew where this was going. Ella has been talking about death quite a bit lately. I don’t think it’s a… Continue Reading “Not Ready Yet”