Called mother to wish her a happy father’s day. It’s our in-joke. Funny-ha-ha. I don’t have a father. Obviously, I do, but he has never been my father. I have never been his son. I’ve written about this before. Has that made me less of a man? Yes, it has. Every bit of being forward …
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A Project of Life
I had some time today, split between projects at work and home, to think about how I got here. What single inflection point could have contributed the greatest to my current vector? My mother takes some of the credit. Aside from the standard keep-me-alive stuff, the greatest thing she did for me was give me …
Fodder
It’s sick that I have to call my mother to wish her a happy Father’s Day. No child should have to do that. But there it is. She attempted to serve double-duty as my father for my entire life; she could only give me half the story, but she kept trying nonetheless. I applaud her …
Ugly Face
I shouldn’t do visualization exercises during yoga. Just shouldn’t. Today we did a five-armed blessing thing, more like a guided meditation. Silently, we’d visualize someone, and then silently give them our blessing. “_____, I wish for you to be happy, healthy, and wise.” Innocuous, and is supposed to help us extend compassion to others. The …
All I Got for Xmas
So the holidays were crappy. That’s par for the course. I hate the holidays, but I try to power through them the best I can. At least I’m getting paid holiday pay this time around; thank the stars for not being a contractor anymore. Still, this xmas sucked ass because the only thing I got …