Or, “The Girl with the Paper Rose”.
The absolute hell of it is that this world will break her, and my wife and I have to send her out into it.
Finding my Hispanic identity and being found wanting.
He hurt me, he scarred me, and even at forty-four, it’s changed me forever.
It’s a tale that is being told every day, by MILLIONS of women and tens of thousands of men.
Part One: Sitting in a Car
Before, I never let my size stop me from doing things, but now that my size is keeping me from living my best life (gag), it’s time to change.
Sticking to a healthy lifestyle without a real plan will not work anymore.
I finally rejected my excuses, embraced optimism and devoted time to my physical health.
We need to be digging out not down. If you find yourself in a hole, dig out with me.
From him, I learned that something done simply, but done well, is better than something that looks great but didn’t serve its purpose.
Maybe it’s time to start living a little more like I’ve had a wake-up call.
Why I can’t quit now.
How can a son’s illness lead to insights about life?
Why can the early parts of life lead to dumbness sometimes?
What is this diminishing archetype of the dad?