Thirteen Years Later

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

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A Letter to Paul

A few days ago, Paul wrote me a letter. It's true. You should go check it out. In response, I've decided to write Paul a letter. And you get to read it. Assuming you're still here. You are still here, right? Oh, good. Dear Paul, Thanks, ever so much, for the letter you wrote. I've … Continue reading A Letter to Paul

A Letter to My Third Grade Self

Dear 8-Year-Old Aaron, Greetings from 28 years in the future! Before you ask, no, there are no flying cars and you do not have your own jetpack. Disappointing, I know. You do have a car, though. And it gets great gas mileage, something you'll appreciate when you're older. You're getting ready to start 3rd grade. … Continue reading A Letter to My Third Grade Self

To the Future

When I was counseling at the school, I sometimes liked to participate in the therapeutic activities that I got my clients to do. This one time, a few years back, I had the kids write letters to themselves in five years. Looking back, I probably should have said 10 or 15 years. They didn't really … Continue reading To the Future

A Letter to the President

I've never taken politics seriously. I mean, I take seriously the fact that there are men and women in positions of power throughout our country who make decisions that keep our government running. Sort of. The part I've never really taken seriously is the part where we, as citizens of the United States, are encouraged … Continue reading A Letter to the President

The Old Book

On one of my days off I had some time to kill. On those days off, that was really the only kind of time I had. Most days I would spend time reading or watching movies or surfing the internet, just escaping into some kind of entertainment that would make the seconds tick away until … Continue reading The Old Book

An Open Letter to Far Away Friends

Dear Friend, I think I owe you an apology. Because I think I took you for granted while we lived near each other. More likely, I took for granted the fact that you would always be close by. You were someone on whom I could depend. In the rare moments when I didn't feel like … Continue reading An Open Letter to Far Away Friends