one week home. That was 1989 to 1994. He was 40 when it started and 45 when it ended.
I was raising Preston through middle school with a full-time job and a mother-in-law who needed a ride to dialysis twice a week. I did not resent it. I want to be clear about that, too.
I was proud of it.
When he came home, he was sunburned to the collar. He slept 11 continue reading …