by Paul Quinlivan | Jul 3, 2018 | Attachment, Parenting
I will never forget that night. My son, our first, was 10 days old. Our growing family had yet to fall into a rhythm and were surviving any way we could. Because my wife was the source of sustenance the plan had been that my she would try and sleep as much as...
by Paul Quinlivan | May 15, 2018 | Artist
Like many a young boy, I was prone to doodling. You know—typical stick figures of my family dog or the pretty girl who sat next to me in Mrs. Gauthier’s 2nd grade class. The craft began in the margins of my composition books while my teachers attempted to impart the...
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