A Perfect Love

I always knew my mother loved me unconditionally – and for that I will be forever grateful (thanks, Mom!)  This did not appear to be the case, however, with my stepfather.  I felt he measured my success as a person in relation to what he strove for himself...
Yesterday a Boy, Today a Man

Yesterday a Boy, Today a Man

Memories of the little boy The other night I dreamt of myself playing with my 2 year old son. He was pudgy and playful and so positively gleeful. His little cheeks were pink from playing so hard. The dream left me with a warm and wonderful feeling in my heart. I was...