Every moment is made glorious by the light of love
a sky full of stars and he was staring at her
We let our lives, mix with our dreams, like two colored paints, until we didn't know, which was what, and we didn't care.
Before she gives more than she's ever given before. Before she loves more than she's ever loved before. Before she is needed more than she's ever been needed before. Before she loses a little bit of herself to gain a whole lot more. Before she loves this baby into existence and into the person she will become.
Walking in a Winter Wonderland
From the first moment that we touched your arms felt like home
Sometimes, you just need a break, in a beautiful place, alone, to figure everything out.
Thinking of you keeps me awake. Dreaming of you keeps me asleep. Being with you keeps me alive.
To Faron, I pray my sins and weaknesses do not become yours. I pray you will be better than me. That I can find the right blend of presence and respectful distance to allow you to grow, mature, explore, fail, learn, and love. I pray my love leaves you with rounded edges and not the jagged kind, so that you might find love that augments, but does not define you. I pray that you grow to be a good man with an open heart who can find joy in and provide joy to those around you. And last, I pray that you always remember I tried my best despite my mistakes, and that I loved you with all of me. Love Dad
Watch carefully the magic that occurs when you give a person enough comfort to just be themselves
It's a mystery of human chemistry and I don't understand it, some people, as far as their senses are concerned, just feel like home
With each baby I’ve had, I’ve made a really big ask of my other babies. To give up a little bit of me. I have asked them to grow up a little more each time. To give up their spot and make more room for a new little stranger. My lap is taken, the bed is more crowded, my arms are full, my attention is more divided. I have a little less to give each one each time. But they have never taken the news of a new baby with anything less than a big excited love for whomever was coming. They have always had kisses for the belly, and hands to feel the kicks on the other side. I wanted them as much for myself as I did for each other. They all have different pieces of pieces of me. And even though they get a little less of me each time, they get a lifetime of more. They will shape each other. They will know the intricacy of childhood experiences that only siblings can understand. They will support each other and cheer each other on. When they graduate college or law school, or earn a masters degree, the others will be cheering on the stands. When they marry, they will be standing beside each other. They will make each other aunts and uncles, and provide cousins, and holiday and vacation together. They will call each other first...with good news and with bad. They will know that as rough as this world is and can be, they will never have to face it alone. When I am gone, they will have each other. They will hold each other up and never have to make a decision alone. That’s the big trade...a little less of me for a lifetime of each other.