The Middle
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Books
She said she talks about books in therapy. And what she doesn’t know is—that’s enough.
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She Said Yes
I asked if she wanted to play a game. I expected no. But tonight—she said yes.
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The Pharmacy Ride
She said no. Then again. Then yes—to saying no to everything. And that was that.
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Quiet Days
I don’t know what happened. But she didn’t want to talk. So I didn’t push.
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After This Dog
He was here for all of it. I want to be here for the rest.
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Who Really Knows?
It’s crowded sometimes—kids, dog, everyone—but they still want to be close. And that feels enough.
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Just Listening
She read her mom’s letter aloud. I listened, hoping my quiet support was enough.
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Different Kids, Different Roads
Different kids. Different roads. Same love. Maybe taking it for granted means she always felt safe.
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Tonight Was a Good Night
She smiled, said “hello and good night.” It wasn’t much—but it was everything tonight.
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The Ghost Did It
The ladder fell. No one confessed. “The ghost did it,” they said, without missing a beat.
Dad
I’m a dad who’s still figuring it out. Not all at once, and not always well — but I try to show up. That’s the thread running through most of what I write here.