So I read a book by Pamela Schloesser Canepa! From Stray to Loved is a quick and enjoyable read about the imagined origin story of her rescue dog, Bixby. Pamela's main focus has been in the sci-fi genre with her full-length books that are appropriate for teen and up. But, this time, she changed gears when she found herself wondering … Continue reading From Stray To Loved, A Book Review
So awhile ago, I wrote an angsty post about my oldest son moving out. Neither one of us handled it well and it caused a lot of hurt feelings on my end. It's all the proverbial water under the bridge now, though. And everything is just fine between us. I always figured that at some … Continue reading My Son Moved Back Home
William looks young for his age. Primarily because of his height. And everywhere he goes, people make sure to tell him. Every new doctor. Every new teacher. Every new classmate. Man, I wish I was exaggerating. When I was a kid, I was very thin and very insecure about it. And everywhere I went, people … Continue reading My Kid Looks Young
Lizzie and I went to a World of Reptiles event at Petsmart last weekend. It was a good excuse to take my bearded dragon on a field trip and, also, reptiles are cool. 🙂 The turn out was not too impressive but it was still fun. We wandered around and looked at the animals. We … Continue reading Discovering The World of Reptiles At Petsmart
I saw this picture at the thrift store and I hesitated because, as I have mentioned before, I have read many posts about the "wrongness" of celebrating adoption. I have read about how it can be a tragedy for the biological connections. How adoption means loss because you're not where you were "supposed" to be. … Continue reading My Kids Are Miraculously Mine.
I'm famous for my lackluster and inconsistent efforts to get in shape. Or really just to live a healthier lifestyle, in general. Ok, famous may be an exaggeration. I don't think people are paying that close attention. My daughter pays attention, though, so she can lecture me about drinking too much Cherry Coke. But, even … Continue reading Giving Up My Lazy Life For An Active One.
Halloween. A day of dressing up, playing make believe and of course, getting candy. That's basically what my Halloween was like. Except, I dressed up for my mom's funeral, made believe that it wasn't happening, and the candy...well, I don't have an analogy for that, I just had some candy later. It felt weird to … Continue reading A Halloween Not To Remember
It was before she had to wear the oxygen mask most of the time, it was when she could still communicate fairly easily. But, it was after we all realized that this was not going to end well. So she started to make requests and plans for the funeral service and the future, in general. … Continue reading My Mom’s Eulogy
My oldest son has moved out. I haven't seen him in days and I don't know exactly where he is living. Only that it is on the other side of town. Years ago, I changed the way I parented Kaleb. It bordered on being his friend which is against all the advice from smart people. … Continue reading An Emptier Nest
Sometimes people focus on the fact that our kids are adopted. Why wouldn't they? It's a big part of who we are. Yes, in some ways, it defines us. But, in a lot of ways, it is just part of us. Like, our kids are adopted and also, we like to eat hamburgers! So, we were … Continue reading Adoption Defines Us… Sort Of