STAR WARS DAY

Happy Star Wars Day, everybody! May the fourth be with you.  You think with that gesture it would signal someone not to present a Vulcan salute.  But, this is Star wars day: there will be a lot of Carrie Fisher tributes, Star Wars attire are worn in  interesting places (I definitely have my eye on a Darth Vader Tie), plus Stars themed memes, joke, art, and videos. This is the day when my daughter … Continue reading STAR WARS DAY

Day 25: My Picture Folder

My computer can lose everything except: My Picture folder Nestled on my desktop screen, My Pictures folder is my little large gallery. A gallery of a scattered past: My father’s last photo My first child’s confused look at a camera My second child’s confused look at me My brothers’ nights out My self-portraits My self-portraits You don’t realize how much change until gleams at your former self. … Continue reading Day 25: My Picture Folder

Day 10 – Two children

Two children Two mothers Two families One link They live two different lives in one time Only seeing the other in one moment They don’t understand why they need to know each other. Two ages Two cities Two houses One choice Her ponytails and brash attitude. A born leader Born a single child. Older than her young cousins She follows a beat to a different … Continue reading Day 10 – Two children

Father’s Day

Happy father’s day to all the fathers who made a difference in a child’s life. I said that because I never saw myself a father until my daughter was born.  I still remember getting off work and racing down to the hospital.  While her mother was in labor, the hospital actually wanted me to fill out forms with her. So, I would ask her questions and she would answer each question with a long pause.  I thought that was the funniest thing.

It weird that having a daughter has made me happy, but also, concerns about her well being. I have never trusted males, even the ones in my family, I have been disappointed by men. Father, grandfathers, uncles, cousins, and stepfathers have made me question  my personality with ridicule or physical assault.

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