I want peace but I don’t make it
I want love but I don’t give it
i want hope but I can’t find it
and I want her to heal me
That moment when your former wife is texting you all week about your new wife’s favorite coffee drink so that your former wife can surprise your new wife at the kids’ soccer game with a hot beverage because it your new wife’s birthday and it’s cold outside.
I must have done something right through this whole divorce thing.
I’m grateful. It’s a little weird, but I’m super grateful.
So many times we’ve been synchronized while miles apart… it’s a little bizarre… nice to see it happen on a special day of the year.
Happy Anniversary to Tha Kate.
The truth is that the more intimately you know someone, the more clearly you’ll see their flaws. That’s just the way it is. This is why marriages fail, why children are abandoned, why friendships don’t last. You might think you love someone until you see the way they act when they’re out of money or under pressure or hungry, for goodness’ sake. Love is something different. Love is choosing to serve someone and be with someone in spite of their filthy heart. Love is patient and kind, love is deliberate. Love is hard. Love is pain and sacrifice, it’s seeing the darkness in another person and defying the impulse to jump ship.
Had a fun two days in Washington D.C. for my birthday and our family’s summer vacation. I love my kids, I love Kate. Feeling grateful… for a pretty amazing life these days, for our nation and her ideals, for growing older and wiser, for kickass food and lovely weather.
Sorry to have missed a few of my very favorite fellow tumblrs while here in town… this was last minute and jam packed with touristy-family stuff… Kate and I will definitely be back, though!
And thank you for the friendly notes and comments here wishing me a happy birthday… very kind of many of you, I’m touched that each of you took the time to say hi. Really. Thanks.
Onward… to begin year 44 on this planet. Yowza.
Little dude is soaking up his first overnight basketball camp.
I miss the little dude today.
We had a long-overdue relaxing evening in Chicago this past weekend. I got “tipsy” and learned that my in-laws think I deserve that feeling more often, which is an interesting way of saying “chill, bro.”
Also: love this girl.