Lesbian Dad

Fall Guy

Fall, the hinge season: time of transition, from warm to chilly, from preferred (by many) to tolerated (by most).  Longer, pleasant days give way to shorter, often less pleasant ones. So-called because leaves fall from trees, which image–leaf separating from tree, doing so in obedience to the inexorable pull, life’s

In the gloaming

[Herewith, one evening in lesbian family life, as contribution to the 7th Annual Blogging for LGBT Families Day, hosted by Dana at Mombian. For musical accompaniment, might I recommend, this song of the same title as this post, from The Story‘s 1993 The Angel in the House. If you can read and

Seven years today

E.U.P. February 27, 1995 — March 24, 2005. Above: my nephew and me, a very long time ago. Cancer; glioblastoma multiform; brain, spinal cord. About nine months from diagnosis to death. Survived by his parents and his younger brother, who at the time was the age my daughter is now.

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