Christmas Ghost Town
It wasn’t that long ago, was it? I mean, have I really gotten so old that I’m beginning to sound like my father whenever he would say, “I...
Emotional Hoarders
Awhile back, I wrote a piece on Emotional Vampires, those people who suck all of your positive energy with their constant negativity....
When They Stop Believing
“Lyla said that Santa wasn’t real.” Sarah froze, a sudden panic of sadness settling in. Dylan was only seven-years old, a first grader....
The Holiday Shuffle
“What time are you eating Thanksgiving dinner?” I shrugged. “Four or four-thirty. Why?” “Okay, good. I think we can make it. Her family...
Welcome Home
The Sensation found home at about five that morning, but we didn’t know it until six when all three of the girls’ alarms went off calling...
The World Tilted
Wednesday was our Sea Day, which meant twenty-four hours on the ship with no land in sight. It was going to be like Sunday, just twice as...
"Blue Balls"
As we walked the streets of Paradise Island, I noticed the bridge that I had seen earlier from the rear of the ship. It seemed that...
In Search of Atlantis
We went to sleep at sea with the gentle rocking of the ship and we woke up in Nassau. I’m used to going through a couple of states in a...
In All Things Give Thanks
Thanksgiving. It’s a time that forces everyone to stop and do what they should have been doing all year; give thanks. It is proof that we...
It Looks Like Alabama
Normally, I can sleep through anything: kids screaming, rock concert, the girls asking me to take out the trash. However, if I’m sleeping...
