When I was younger and I’d come home and tell my mom and dad about the people who were mean to me at school, my dad always told me to not put up with a bully and my mom always told me that they wouldn’t go away when I became an adult. I was so sure my mom was wrong.

I was naïve.

One of my dad’s go-to phrases has always been this: “If it walks like a duck and quacks like a duck, it’s a duck.” Bullies will never admit to being bullies, but they are what they are.

My mom was right, but she prepared me well.

I am not a weapon though sometimes I am sharp. I am not a bomb though sometimes I explode.

I simply a man who will look a duck in the eyes and call it a duck.


I can’t wait to see the stars in your eyes. I know you are going to shine so bright.

You’re going to be a fire.. but not the kind that destroys. You will be a fire that heals. You’re going to be the brightest star.

I hope I will make you proud.


You’re just a small bump. You’re growing every day while you wait to meet the world. I haven’t met you yet, but I love you more than you will ever be able comprehend. Read More


I talk about my faults like they’re awards I got in high school because sometimes I feel like I have nothing else interesting to say.

I have a need for people’s attention and my frequent pity parties are how I get it. Read More

Baby Brother.

To the baby brother:

Right now, you are 13-years-old. I guess that somehow means you’re like a teenager or something, but you will always be my baby brother.

You always hug me. Every time you see me. Even if it’s only been a few hours, you hug me like I’ve been away for years. I hope you never stop doing that. Read More