It’s not about the people around you. It’s about the person within you.

It’s not about the people around you. It’s about the person within you.
Then again, it’s hard being a parent at all. Actually it’s hard just being alive sometimes.
Say their names and I see a snapshot from long ago. Their ages far exceed my my memories.
It’s times like this when I’m forced to bare witness to the barest of witnesses.
Ironically, it feels selfish…when it’s the most selfless thing you can do.
Defending the home team isn’t just about the people who live in your actual home. It’s about the people who live in your heart.
He’s my guy, so of course, I give in…momentarily.
This wasn’t a debate or disagreement. This was performance art.
Being a zany dad during lighter times makes me approachable during those heavier ones.
An early end to a wonderful day is better than a late end to a miserable one.
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