Every year Kimmy has a birthday. I have noticed over the last eight years, there is quite a bit of tradition involved with Kimmy’s...

“You’re not a writer. Writers write. Have you published or posted anything lately?” My heart sank with failure and defeat. After all, the...

Hello Journal, I don’t know what to say to you. I’ve been meaning to write to you, but it's one of those things... the longer I went in...

Two years ago, I lost my dad. I let go of his hand and watched him drift away. After he passed, I got a bit of help in finding myself. In...

Journal, I made a promise to you. I said I wouldn’t hold anything back. Well, here’s 5 years of marriage in a nutshell- at half a decade...

Journal, I haven’t dared to write to you. Sometimes I forget that you don’t already know my mind. I forget that my fingers and the...

Hello Journal, here is a PSA for readers of my blog who may try writing in the future. NEVER USE Apple's dictation feature. It makes you...

I write this at age twenty-four. By the time I hit the upload button, I’ll have been 25 for one day. It feels good to be firmly planted...

I’ve stopped watching the news. It seems that every day, the world listens with bated breath. We wait for an announcement that Armageddon...

Okay, Journal. I guess at this point you don’t really trust me. I haven’t been writing every day. I don’t have a rhythm right now. The...

Daddy issues part 3 The third part to this story is a bit over due. I guess I’m still struggling with deadlines. Suffice it to say that I...

Tuesday- A Target run. Kimmy was meeting someone from craigslist to liquidate a few 'tot' items that we no longer need. Elizabeth was...

Hello journal. I just got beat up by a three year-old girl. I hurt, but there is a story. This is not a story to judge by a photo alone....

Journal, do you have children? I’m not sure how you would. I just thought about the mechanics involved in putting together a belief...

Good Morning Journal, I said I was coming back. So I am coming back. I’m sitting in the car again, waiting for the kids and Kimmy to get...

Okay it’s time to fess up. It’s time that I get back to basics here. Here in my “Journal.” I’ve spent too much time fine tuning my work....

Journal, I am confused. I sit here at my alter in bewilderment. Maybe you can help me understand something. In 1886, the world had its...

Journal, you are the type of friend that all deadbeats like me need. Someone who listens. Someone who puts good in without expectation of...

Blocks are quite possibly the most common toy in our world. The reach of a simple set of blocks easily transcends Barbie dolls and toy...

Tea is a powerful substance. Relationships can be born over a cup. Age old disputes can be settled. Nerves can be calmed. Unsolved...