We’re not supposed to talk about these moments. We’re supposed to pretend they don’t happen and hide them behind our shiny social media accounts.
I thought to myself, “Well, that was different. I guess that’s who I am now.”
No one has to validate your happiness. You just have to feel it.
My son is not a worst-case-scenario. He’s the realest human being I’ve ever met.
I have a lot to do. I’m thinking about it now as I write this.
Although rarely talked about, it’s one of the strangest parts of parenting.
Could you still get up, move forward, and grow?
Here’s the twist. I don’t wonder that.
I guess I’m supposed to be wiser now. After all, I’m 40.
We use phrases like “they love me in their own way” or “deep down, he means well”…