There’s something about the first frost that always makes me pause. The stillness, the breath in the air, the way the garden seems to hold its last bit of color. It feels like both a beginning and an end.
Tag: love
Making Room
Tiny shoes, worn blankets, quiet goodbyes.
What If My Dog Ran My Life?
Work. Walks. Rest. Love. River keeps it simple, and maybe I should too.
Dear Me (but shorter, younger, with more scabs, and a love of cheese)
A letter to the kid I used to be—and still carry with me.
Worthy of Dad
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.
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.
The Last Walk
In memory of our sweet Lila.
For All Mothers
To the ones who nurture with love's gentle touch…
The Path
Over the last few months, I've had the privilege of spending time with my son at home. But now my leave is coming to and end, and I am at a crossroads...
In Memory Still Bright
I have all the words in the English language available to me, and yet, this week they fail me.
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