timswords

when i was 13, my mom died. the last interaction i had with her when she was conscious was awkward. i brought all my 13-year-old

David fights the lion. David fights the bear. David fights the giant. David is going to be king. David becomes king. blah, blah, blah. i’ve

growing up, i had a hard time connecting with my dad. as a kid, all i could see were the differences between us. i liked

i did something a little odd the other day. i went to the cemetery and took pictures. i don’t normally hang out in graveyards, but

my wife is incredibly social. she can talk to anyone, and anyone talks to her. she’s one of those people whom random strangers seek out

a few years ago, my wife and i decided to rethink valentine’s day. valentine’s day has always been a challenge. there are so many factors