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What I Want You to Know About Things That Are Broken
“You be as angry as you need to be,” she said. “Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. Not your grandma, not your dad, no one. And if you need to break things, then by God, you break them good and...
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What I Want You to Know About Prayer
“Hey Dad,” you say as you are getting ready for bed. “I learned the Act of Contrition prayer. Want to hear it?” “Sure,” I answer, readying myself. This is the part of your Catholic school education...
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What I Want You to Know About Do-Overs
There’s always the nuclear option. I know it’s there. I’m the adult, so it’s mine to use, and I can do that. Anytime I want. It’s just sitting there, waiting for me. Tempting me. It would all be so...
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What I Want You to Know About the Calendar You Made Me
In anticipation of my upcoming birthday, you started working on a secretive project after school. It was one of those highest levels of classification kinds of birthday gifts. And so what if your...
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What I Want You to Know About Uvalde
I don’t know how to write this letter to you. There aren’t any words. It keeps happening but nothing happens. All there are are words. Yesterday morning we were home together, both of us sick with a...
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To My Wife, On the Second Anniversary of Her Death
This day has arrived, though it doesn’t seem true. How’d I make it through one year, let alone two, Living a life that doesn’t have you? Some days have been yellow, and some have been blue. Some days...
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What I Want You to Know About the Summer You Fell in Love With Baseball
It’s nearly 11pm on a school night and we’re on our way home from the stadium. I haven’t heard anything from you for several minutes and I’m beginning to wonder if you have drifted off to sleep, the...
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What I Want You to Know on Your Mom’s Birthday
How your mom showed me I had really messed something up was the same way she showed me I had done something remarkably well: she cried. This was also how she showed embarrassment, fear, anxiety, joy,...
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To My Wife, On the Third Anniversary of Her Death
My Dude, I’ve been staring at this computer most of the night and into the early morning, trying to find some words I want to tell you. Just a few words that are true. Words that might capture even a...
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What I Want You to Know About Our Father’s Day Gifts
“Oh no!” I hear you call out from the bathroom. I am in the kitchen, trying to figure out how to feed the new sourdough starter I recently acquired. As I measure out some flour and some filtered...
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