ihopeiwinatoaster

Twelve years ago this journey began. Our twin boys were six and I initially just wrote about the cute stuff they did. In fact, the name of this blog came to be because one day I heard them chanting “ihopeiwinatoaster; ihopeiwinatoaster” over and over in the basement. Time passed, I tried to go a little deeper, say important things. However, those cute boys are at university now and their stories are their own. So, what’s an old blogger to do? Well, I guess that’s what I am trying to find out.

Friday, March 10, 2017

"Hope Takes a Hit"

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I sit, perhaps too frequently, at our dining room table. I face the backyard and watch the finches and titmice scurry, flit and flutter a...
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Wednesday, February 15, 2017

Why You Can't Pin Memory on a Timeline

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Memory baffles me.  The process of it.  As I get older, approaching fifty-six, I look back with anything but clarity.  I've tried to ho...
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Friday, January 27, 2017

Love and Stuff: An Accidental Ode

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Christmas came and went, didn't it?  I wasn't too heavy into it this year, I can't say why, it just didn't resonate as deep...
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Wednesday, January 11, 2017

Matches

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It flares with a sizzle, a sound fresh and new which echoes back old and frail.  The sulfur scent lingers on my fingers and still hides in ...
Tuesday, December 13, 2016

Stone Broken Heart and Wildflower

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It's been a while.  I hope you've been well. I've been having nightmares, dreams of loss and separation.  In one, Nick and Za...
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Friday, November 11, 2016

Post Election Post

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This piece first appeared on the website City Dads Group and I have permission to post it here.   My 11-year-old sons will be home fro...

Unofficial Post Election Post

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Hey, you're here. Listen, I'm gonna drop character here for a sec.  The results of this election have stymied me, gobsmacked me, ...
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