I don't know you. But I saw you on the platform. Shoulders curled like you were protecting something already gone. I don't know what happened. I wasn't there. But your grief found me anyway. Slipped under my ribs. Made a home it didn'…
This is spot on. They have to be seen, and everything is a facade. They project their insecurity onto you through materialism to portray success, while alone, wonder why they have no friends just relationships they have through grooming.…
We teach our kids to be themselves, smile, don't lie, and make others happy. π πΎπ πππππ ππππ ππππ ππππππ ππππ "πππππ ππ πππ πππππππ πππ'ππ π ππππππππ, πππ ππππππ πππππ ππππ ππ ππππ πππππππ ππππ'ππ πππ πππ ππππ". My wife and I stay up at nightβnot because weβre night owls, but because we wait for our oldest son to walk through the door, dragging in from…
Be kind, be real, and make people smile. Thatβs the only, real currency π° Who cares if you're not part of some group, clique, or "exclusive" circle? Not me. Never have, never will. Besides, I like squares. βΉοΈ You didnβt get invited to that one lunch…
When you tell a lie, you have tell another lie, and then another, and another.…
What. A. Year. π And 2025 is already on point to be a huge π!! Lets go back though..... . . . . . - Kicked things off by celebrating 20 years of marriage with a family trip to Hawaii. Pro tip: Nothing strengthens a marriage like watching your kids bicker in paradise. π΄ - Had the honor…
As humans, we have one really effective weapon. LAUGHTER. π Laughter disarms tension, builds connection, and frankly, makes all the nonsense a little more bearable. Itβs a universal language that says, βHey, I get it. Weβre all in this chaos together.β π€£ So, the next time life throws a curveball,…
Everyone acts like watching strangers play video games is some bizarre Gen Z invention. Nope. I was doing this in the 90s. In person. On couches that smelled like Doritos and broken dreams. For some reason, although I enjoyed playing my console games here and there, I also enjoyed watching…
Floating through the air, I can feel your presence. Not always, not everywhere. In times of warmth and reflection, I look back and see your eyes, and recognize you are there. Watching. Listening. Waiting. Your time was cut short with us. I watched your mast slowly disappear beneath the water.…