grandmother | Matthew Dicks

My aunts and uncles were once young and strong and infinite. This is how I try to remember them even when the shadows of my ongoing existential crisis creep in.

By Matthew Dicks | January 23, 2015 |

I’ve been thinking about my grandparents a lot lately. Specifically, I’ve been thinking about the families that they raised and what life must’ve been like back then. In the not-so-old days. I have an interesting family dynamic: My mother married my father.My mother’s brother married my father’s sister. Two families more closely intertwined by marriage…

My daughter’s grandmother is sadly more Susan than grandmother

By Matthew Dicks | December 25, 2014 |

We were trimming the tree. Decorating the house for Christmas. My daughter and son had found the nativity scene music boxes in the box of Christmas decorations and were staring at them. Studying them. Obsessed with them, really. Both music boxes were given to me by my mother on Christmases past. They mean a lot…