Monthly Archives: July 2010

I am a father’s daughter

This is my Papa.  That’s what I call him.  That’s what my little boys call him, too.  Papa . . . as in “Watch me, Papa!  Watch me.” We sat yesterday on the couch together, the couch in the living

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I can tell her anything

Do you have a friend you can tell anything to?  I mean anything.  The worst, most despicable, selfish, ugly parts of you, the ones you thought you’d have to take to the grave before you met her.  I am so

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