Being called “Dad” isn’t a gift. It’s a daily challenge to be the kind of man your child already believes you are—one story, one snack, one meltdown at a time.
Category: The Weekly Post
Say the Thing
A kind word doesn’t fix everything—but it can stay with someone for years. Say the thing. You never know how far it might carry them.
I Speak Best in Ink
I’m not easy to know. But if you’re still reading, that’s a start.
While You Dream
Your toes peek from the blanket, still and small. I sit quietly, tea forgotten, watching you travel someplace I can never go...
My Son Pooped in the Tub!
A simple bath turned into an unforgettable parenting moment...
Per My Last Sip
By cup four, Burt was in space, the chicken had wings, and I was sweating coffee. The story wrote itself. I just held on.
The Last Walk
In memory of our sweet Lila.
Silence Speaks
The best parts of living happen when we stop talking...
Through the Doubt
Some days I feel like I am an imposter...
We Never Really Grow Up (We Just Learn to Sit Still at Funerals)
They say we grow up. That at some point, somewhere between learning how to fold a fitted sheet and choosing salad over fries, we become adults. I’d like to state, for the record, that this is nonsense...
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