True strength isn’t about how much weight you can throw around in the gym; rather, it’s about your ability to carry the burdens of others. It’s certainly not about how many people you can hurt, but it’s about those you can heal. The strongest of us shouldn’t spend our energy trying to control anyone else … Continue reading True strength
Popcorn, beer, and fans in blue surrounded us. Summer sun was beating down; a cool wind comforted us; and the crowd roared when a homerun soared over the back wall. His face glowed with hope and joy as we sat: My son and I perched in the Bronx. He knew that I didn’t like staying … Continue reading Fatherhood: Reflections on the last days of summer with my son
New York can be a hard place. People are rushing around you, treating you as if you weren't human, only something in their way. The bustle can be overwhelming. You can get lost in the shuffle and feel like a number. But living here with a family has been very different, especially with a newborn. … Continue reading How New Yorkers react to our five pound baby
It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon, and we were in Washington Square Park, the iconic park in downtown Manhattan. The large marshmallow clouds marched in rows over the skyline; there was a slight breeze that brought comfort from the warmth of the sun shining down on the sea of humanity. The fountain was spraying water … Continue reading The Saturday afternoon we lost our son
The smells of New York City are usually the butt of a joke (which is often associated with the smell of a butt). But in the spring, there is something sweet in the air. It’s surprising. There are trees that are scattered all over downtown that have this refreshing scent that overtakes your senses, your … Continue reading In NYC, spring is in the air
On our way home from school, a stream of neighborhood children cross at an intersection where a woman with a rich Latin-American accent greets every child by name as she helps them across the street every day. Dulce’s our crosswalk lady. She makes our neighborhood feel like home. Dulce’s always wearing her uniform and a … Continue reading What the crosswalk lady said unsettled me
My wife just gave birth to our second son at home (on purpose). And five days later, our pediatrician pushed us into the ER because our baby had a low temperature. We thought he was just jaundiced (something a lot of newborns get but can be easily treated with special lights). But we weren’t prepared … Continue reading Did our five-day old baby really need three spinal taps?
My wife was in our bathtub laboring. I was beside her doing my best to help. Our baby was crowning, and no one was there to help. We were two new parents having a baby in our condo, on our own. True story. But let’s back up and fill in what occurred beforehand. My wife, … Continue reading A story: Our baby was born at home, and we were alone
I used to think time was an abundant resource, almost limitless. Then I did this. I broke forty years down. There are 478 months, or 2086 weeks, or 14,600 days, or 350,400 hours in four decades. And I'm in my forties and assuming that I live to my early 80's that's how much time … Continue reading Want to make the most of your time? Do this.
I struggle with how to engage homeless people. That becomes even more complicated with my son. But, here's a short meditation of an engagement we had with a man while my son and walking in our neighborhood.