When my daughters visit, they deposit little pieces of themselves all over our apartment: bras on the back of the bathroom door, empty glasses in the sink, and pretzels on the floor. When they leave, things go missing, like my heart....
I wish you all a Happy Father's Day. Please stop by and read my father's day piece over at The Huffington Post: Father Seeks Father
I migrated from North Carolina and live with my husband in Boston. You'll find my
work in The Huffington Post, The Saranac Review and Blogher. This blog is a collection of personal stories about my
husband and our blended family of five children. They are a celebration of what I have found: that living authentically is the only way out. One day I will finish my memoir. Contact me at firstname.lastname@example.org. I would love to hear from you.