His favorite place. Ejji.
His favorite thing. Ramen.
Christmas morning...
On Christmas morning, he watched them gather. They laughed and talked and rubbed their tired eyes. The kids were grown now. They filled the bed and that filled his heart. There was no telling what next year would bring. For now, he could hold his entire world within the frame...and he was grateful as he clicked the shutter.
Dad...
Dad. Christmas Eve, 2025.
Cheers to the wild ordinary...
Cheers to the ordinary moments we never could have scripted. May they find us and nourish us often.
Here. There. Everywhere.
Here. There. Everywhere.
...to more eye contact.
