Saturday, August 6, 2011


Last night I found out that my first step-dad died of cancer.  His name was Mark, and he married my mom when I was four.  It makes me sad, because I don't feel sad.  The only thing I feel about his death is indifference.  I'm trying to summon up some emotion...anything...but it's just not happening.  I wasn't even going to write about it because I don't really have anything to say, but I thought it was something I should mention.

Clint did remind me earlier that my Miracle of Faith story (my one and only published article) was inspired by events surrounding my step-dad, so I do have that to thank him for.  Plus he did give Shannon and me a really nice Christmas one year.  But all my other memories of him are sort of unpleasant.  I guess at the minimum, I hope that his family and friends aren't suffering as a result of his death.

And that's about all I can muster up for this topic.  I tried.


  1. Well said. I am with you 100% on this one.

  2. Good, that makes me feel a tiny bit less cold-blooded.


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