October 6 will never be an easy day for me. That's because October 6 will forever be the anniversary of the day my dad died. Really, just like anything else, some days are easier to deal with than others. Each year when this day comes along, I deal with it in different ways. It pretty … Continue reading Thirteen Years Later
You know, I used to think it odd that my dad would make an effort to mention his grandfather's birthday whenever it came along throughout the year. He would tell me it was Popi's (pronounced like Popeye) birthday and how old he would have been. I never said it out loud, but I know I … Continue reading He Would Have Been 66 Today
Well, this has now become an annual tradition here at The Confusing Middle. This is the post where I take a look at the statistics provided by WordPress to see which of the posts that went up throughout the year were the most popular among visitors to the site. Much to my surprise, most of the … Continue reading The Confusing Middle’s Top 10 Blog Posts of 2018
We interrupt this regularly scheduled blogging hiatus to recognize a day that tends to be one of the most difficult in my calendar year. Today marks twelve years since my dad passed away. But I'm still on a hiatus, so I'm technically not writing anything new. What follows is basically a repost of what I … Continue reading Twelve Years Later
Kids, I've been thinking... If you paid attention to the title of this post, you'll realize I've been thinking about my dad. Sure, he pops into my mind just about every day for one reason or another. Not in a sad, grieving sort of way. Just in a I still miss him, wish I could … Continue reading What if I’d Done What My Dad Did…
I did something really stupid before I started writing this post. I went back to see what I had written on this day last year and the year before. I was thinking about going back to my old blog to read the posts from each of the previous years. But I haven't done that yet. … Continue reading Eleven Years Later
A couple months back, I got a call from my mom letting me know that she had come across a couple of boxes full of old keepsakes that clearly belonged to me. Several years ago, I let her know that, as a rule, if I don't know about it, then I won't miss it. But … Continue reading Not a Sentimental Bone
