An Open Letter to My Boy on Love, Grief, and the Holidays

When I was in high school, my mom and I used to fight a lot. Sometimes I'd write her a letter, explaining why I was upset. It helped us to really feel each other's emotions. Letters might be considered "old school," but they're extremely underrated.


What I Learned from Having a Father with Alcoholism

I heard mumbling coming from the first-floor master bathroom and wandered in to find him nearly unconscious with three empty handles of gin tossed into the gigantic Jacuzzi tub. I lifted him up from the bathroom floor, looked into his bloodshot eyes, and inhaled the sharp odor of gin.