Category Archives: Family

Why Aishah is important to me

Let’s try this again… Hopefully this will be my last post on this subject for now, and I will try my best not to write bad things about Megan. Background: Megan is my ex, and the mother of Josh, my … Continue reading

Posted in Family, Parenting, Recovery, Relationships | Tagged | 13 Comments

Protected: A letter to Aishah

There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.

Posted in Family, Parenting, Relationships | Tagged

Some photos from last weekend

Last week Megan’s mother visited us on Sunday, as she had some time in Johannesburg between two flights. It was good for Josh to see his other grandmother, since he last saw her when he was about 18 months old … Continue reading

Posted in Family, Parenting | Tagged , | 4 Comments

Is feeling loss before it happens a good coping strategy?

Time for a personal post again. I mentioned a couple of months ago that Megan (my ex) and Aishah (her five year old daughter and our son’s half sister) are back. This was after agonizing over it for months, with … Continue reading

Posted in Family, Parenting, Relationships | Tagged , | 2 Comments

Knowing that men have created gods to explain what they don’t understand throughout history, why would you believe the god you were taught about is any different?

I had an interesting conversation with Josh, my ten year old son, last night. He asked me for tuck money for school, but since I had already given him two days this week, I said no, and suggested he find … Continue reading

Posted in Family, Relationships, Skepticism | Tagged , , , | 11 Comments

Some recent photos

I bought a new phone last weekend, and it takes much better photos than the old one. A couple of Aishah from the other day… Last night, me with Josh and Aishah. They were fighting over me and I suggested … Continue reading

Posted in Family, Parenting, Recovery | Tagged , | Leave a comment

It can be depressing when one is surrounded by morons

The first time life felt truly hopeless for me was in 1990. I’d been forced by circumstances to serve in the apartheid South African army for a year. I didn’t know what I wanted to study, so I ended up … Continue reading

Posted in Addiction, Family, Methamphetamine, Recovery, Relationships | Tagged , , , | 2 Comments