Life...it goes...

Chewed up. 

Spat out. 


A whirlwind few days.


You know that feeling that coincides with the buildup to Christmas Day?

Then it’s here and over in a flash. 


It’s sorta like that. 


The dust is settling.

In the quiet spaces in between, new realities sink in. 


And life…it goes.

_ _ _ _ _

The note, I left her:

This day was always a million years away. 

And then, all of a sudden, it wasn’t. 


Here you are.

The Original. 


High school graduate. 

Off to the beach. 

Off to college. 

Off to amazing adventures that will shape your world and fill it however you see fit.


It’s your time kiddo. 

Lean in wherever you find yourself.

Listen to that thing thumping inside your chest. 

It knows. 


We’ve been so fortunate to have a front row seat for this leg of your journey. 


We will always be here…

…cheering you on

…loving you.

Proud.

And off he went...

Woke up tired. The early morning scroll followed suit. So I picked up a pen, ripped off a wedge of paper towel and started doodling.

I also wrote on a fox postcard to Ollie and stuffed it inside his lunch bag. He’s off on a field trip today and an overnight at school.

‘I’m scared’ he said when I dropped him off. He leaned forward and buried his head into me. I pressed my face into the top of his head and breathed him in.

‘You’ll be great. You’ll have the best time’.

‘Good night’ he said and smiled.

‘Good night’ I replied.

And off he went.

- - - - -

Somewhere there’s a fox running along the edge. Dispatched from my mind, to the page and now it’s circling a little boy for the day.