“To What Do I Owe This Kindness?” And Other Sick Phrases

The other day someone asked, "To what do I owe this kindness?", and I was suddenly fearful for the future. Why? Because the marketplace of relationships in which I choose to participate does not utilize such currency, nor would I ever want to raise a child in a society where this is so. But, alas. For … Continue reading “To What Do I Owe This Kindness?” And Other Sick Phrases

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Daddy’s Little Girl

A text from Mom with just two words: Call me. 5:30 p.m. On a Monday? Uh oh. My finger hits the call button, awkwardly racing an imminent adrenaline rush. Not yet. Please let it be something trivial like my daughter's shoe size, after which I will let out a gasp and a "Don't do that!" … Continue reading Daddy’s Little Girl