Stories Told. Lives Changed.
Sometimes things happen that convince you there is some large, mysterious power at work, cartwheeling through the cosmos, orchestrating both big and little things, to get your attention, to make you appreciate the brevity of your life. Our youngest son Dylan, who is almost 4, has his own bed. It’s a perfectly good bed dressed with a […]
Meet Mark Roeder… Hi everyone, my name is Mark Roeder. I work full time as a Project Manager in Washington DC for a DoD contractor after 10 years active duty in the Navy, living in the Virginia Beach area. My family is the most important thing to me and I spend all of my spare […]
Dear Haley, It’s incredible. It really is. 9 years ago, a nurse loaded you and your mom into the back seat of our silver Chevy Malibu, shut the door, stepped back, offered a smile and suddenly our lives began together. Surprisingly, sometimes life is that cut and dry. One day you’re curled inside your mother and […]
Maybe the key to good parenting is knowing when to get the hell out of your child’s way. I bought her flowers. I complimented the elegance of her dress, the loose curls in her hair. I made her laugh and held her hand as we posed for pictures. I escorted her to the car, opened the […]
When I grow up I still want to see the world through childish eyes. A few days after writing Advice from the Dead, Chase and I were in the car together. I’m driving, he’s tucked in the backseat and it’s raining. Of course it’s raining. Stories like this are almost always punctuated by weather. With the […]
Don’t be fooled. You’re looking a menace. A television hogger. A fickled eater. A picky dresser. A mess maker. A bed jumper. An interrupter of conversations. And a careless pisser. You’re staring into the soft but tyrannical face of a suburban dictator. This is my youngest child, Dylan. He is 3. And if you let him, he will rule your world. […]
“Chase, are you ready for today?” “Dad, what’s today?” “What’s today? It’s only the biggest game of your young life. It’s what you worked all season for. It’s the championship!” Chase is sitting at the kitchen table. His hands are behind is back and he’s lapping the strawberry frosting off a donut as if in […]