13 on the 13th.
Teenager number 2 (of 3).
Stubborn as hell.
Loyal as they come.
Big hearted.
Soft spoken.
Making his way in his own quiet way.
I see the confidence building...
...and once that takes hold,
...look out!
Un-fucking-stoppable.
When I was a kid, if you asked me what superpower I wanted I’d always say invisibility.
As an adult, in some ways I’ve sorta achieved it :)
It’s not quite the way I envisioned it.
Soooo…
Note to self, be careful what you wish for.
On the other hand, our daughter has the gift of flight.
And I tell you…she really can fly.
True story.
…and there are no limits to where this will take her.
Trust me.
Signed,
The Invisible Man
I've got this thing for foxes.
Anytime I see them...I feel like it's a sign of good luck.
On early morning walks with the dogs, I'm often on the look out for them.
Scanning ahead.
Whirling around and watching behind us as well.
Searching for that lucky sign.
Hoping for that injection of positive fuel.
A sign of good things to come.
So on this night, imagine the smile on my face.
Foxy, in plain sight.
Showing me the good luck right under my nose.
Sometimes we just need a brief break in the routine.
Today it was a chat on this porch for me.
A friend.
Some coffee.
Conversation.
I didn’t realize how many F bombs I had queued up…ready to set free.
All better now.
We should do this more.
