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Even as the senses fall silent—no stars, no wind, no song—love endures, unshaken. This is a poem for the quiet moments, where touch and memory speak louder than sound, and where the heart sees what the eyes no longer can.
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This morning I had a dream and I woke up crying. Even as I write this, I can’t stop them from flowing. I can’t believe how much time has passed, how much I’ve changed, and how much I miss my old battles. I don’t miss the youth, but the friends—the family I made along the…
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Twelve years ago today, my life changed forever. My oldest son, Milo, was born. Over the years, I’ve watched him grow, nurtured him, disciplined him, played with him, protected him, taught him, and done my best to earn the title of Dad—a title that has brought me the greatest joy and fulfillment of my life. Every…
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