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
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The Confusing Middle’s Top 10 Blog Posts of 2018
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
Twelve Years Later
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
What if I’d Done What My Dad Did…
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…
Eleven Years Later
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
Not a Sentimental Bone
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
Cornerstone
Growing up in church, I sang. All the time. In fact, most of the kids that grew up at Villa Heights Baptist Church sang. It's just what we did. It was part of our Wednesday night routine. From ages 2 to 102. That's an exaggeration. Not everyone sang in the adult choir. But I have … Continue reading Cornerstone
All the Pizza
Maybe it's because I'm currently on Whole30 and life is basically miserable. But I've been thinking about pizza a lot lately. Because I can't have it. I miss it. I've said that already. I may be delusional. But in thinking about all the pizza I can't have, I've been thinking about all the different kinds … Continue reading All the Pizza
Question of the Week #102
How close and warm is your family? Do you feel your childhood was happier than most other people's? I'm not sure that I would necessarily call my family close or warm. When I was at my grandmother's for Christmas, I came to the realization that I hadn't seen my aunt or uncle since Christmas last … Continue reading Question of the Week #102
Ten Years Later
Last year, I shared about the night my father passed away. I wrote about the day leading up to that difficult night and the emotions I felt upon hearing the news. This year, ten years after losing Dad, I want to say thank you to the people who surrounded me in the days and weeks … Continue reading Ten Years Later
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