Write it, my son
In the darkest moment, when nothing remained, a blinding light arrived. That light was not born from outside, but came from within. This is the raw account of hitting rock bottom and finding unexpected grace.
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My Little Girl
There she was, my little girl, getting set to leave me. Yeah, I know. As the cliche goes, she wasn’t really leaving me. But she was. It was her time, and she was grasping it. […]
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Are You Okay?
He had heard something once in the darkness of his mind. A simple question with meaning beyond his comprehension.
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Much More Than #24
Kobe Bryant’s death is not just about a legend. It’s an opportunity for Dads to contemplate their own mortality and their own relationship they have with their children.
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One Pane of Glass
It is a fire I’ve known well, built in the moments of darkness where no light was assured, kindled in those times when I was frozen to the bone.
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Love is not a fixer
When you stop being the fixer you can truly love someone with all of you, and not just the part of you carrying the toolbox.
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The Hour of Separation
There, this man finds himself knowing a depth eternal in its scope, not waning in the process of knowing itself in sadness.
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A Solid Truth
Through the numbness gaze I see Cloudy, murky, beholden to the current Leaning, listing, the stormy sky emblazoned Calmly, the whitecaps form. Through the blinded folds of skin I feel Nothing, lost moments, surrounded […]
