Every Other Labor Day
I built the divorced dad journal I wish someone had handed me when I filed. Ninety days. One reset. Ships in September.
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How to Stop Yelling at Your Kids When You Parent Alone
I built the divorced dad journal I wish someone had handed me when I filed. Ninety days. One reset. Ships in September.
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Years After Divorce, I Still Ask the Same Question
I built the divorced dad journal I wish someone had handed me when I filed. Ninety days. One reset. Ships in September.
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Nobody Is Coming to Tell You It Is Okay
I built the divorced dad journal I wish someone had handed me when I filed. Ninety days. One reset. Ships in September.
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What Moving Out During Divorce Actually Asks of You
I built the divorced dad journal I wish someone had handed me when I filed. Ninety days. One reset. Ships in September.
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What Your Kids Remember After Divorce (It Is Not the Effort)
I built the divorced dad journal I wish someone had handed me when I filed. Ninety days. One reset. Ships in September.
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How to Be a Good Dad During Divorce: Where Your Attention Goes
I built the divorced dad journal I wish someone had handed me when I filed. Ninety days. One reset. Ships in September.
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Signs of Healing After Divorce: Why You Are the Last to Notice
I built the divorced dad journal I wish someone had handed me when I filed. Ninety days. One reset. Ships in September.
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The Question Every Divorced Dad Should Ask Himself Every Morning
A moment from my life
It was late.
The kids were asleep.
My phone lit up with a message that was unfair and incomplete.I had the facts. I had the history. I had every reason to respond.
I stood there for a minute with my phone in my hand, already drafting the reply in my head. The kind of reply that would feel good for about ninety seconds and then live forever.
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Your Kids Don’t Need Two Perfect Parents
A moment from my life
It was late.
The kids were asleep.
My phone lit up with a message that was unfair and incomplete.I had the facts. I had the history. I had every reason to respond.
I stood there for a minute with my phone in my hand, already drafting the reply in my head. The kind of reply that would feel good for about ninety seconds and then live forever.
