That last post got a lot of attention from all different angles. Here goes another, on the same topic, so make sure you have read it! My inner most thoughts in what should be my last post ever, but won’t be. Let’s start here … I make every decision for Pearlsky that there is. I
Here is an article from the AP, reproduced in total. Mom of autistic daughter accused in murder-suicide try blogged her despair BEULAH, Mich. — Kelli Stapleton, the Michigan woman accused of trying to kill herself and her severely autistic daughter, blogged that day about how desperate she was feeling. “I have to admit that I’m
It has been a week or so. I am getting pulled back into that hole. Trust me, this post does not scratch the surface. Pearlsky’s mom called last night. She wanted to tell me that David will be in town for a doctor’s appointment today. She was giving me about 12 hours notice. No, I
Another year, another Father’s Day, another “I hate Father’s Day” post. I get it, this is me, being me. I understand I am a decent father. I also understand that all freaking Hallmark does is remind me that my kids can’t wish me a Happy Father’s Day. And others doing it does the same thing.
This post is different. This blows my mind, does involve Pearlsky a touch indirectly though. But it’s really cool. So, if you want, keep reading, hit the “Read more” button …