I once worked for a company when one of the long-serving mid-level managers retired. His departure was missed, but almost immediately, everyone began to speculate on his replacement. I loved...

When I finally began admitting that journeys back home didn’t reveal it as a place to stand soul-naked yet loved, I was nearly wrecked by the revelation.

Clearly my boy needed Dad’s help, but I didn’t want to play for him. Legos is free play at its best—with all of the challenges that freedom brings.

There must always come a time when a child sees the fragility in his father. I'm trying to find a peace in that.