On partnering and fathering and feeding
Or, life with creatures, impermanence, and a beautiful book
Last weekend, my husband and I celebrated 17 years of marriage. The next day we sent our 15-year-old daughter off to a week of camp, marking the first time in many years that we’ve put an extended swath of nights and days and miles between her and us. She boarded a coach bound for East Tennessee, and we promptly found our way to the nearest bar serving …
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