
A Message to Rowan
A letter to my son before he enters this world

Damn. Today red meat in the upper feels hollow. Wish I could peel the sludge back and zap it back into motion. Mondays, restarts. Context shifting, babies go their ways and we dive in. Clicky clackity. It’s all so important. Just when I get tired, you reach out. You spark me. Not hollow because of lack of purpose, or gratitude. Just dead weight of the old skinning forth for new. Now, to see you soon my love.

A letter to my son before he enters this world


Let me look again. Take the glasses off. No wait! He’s leaning back into your arms. Maybe one day you’ll get another chance. Another moment.

I'm trying to re-wire all my socials through my blog. Back in 2019, I 'quit social media' and other than posting pictures of my family, I've primarily followed that directive.


My mind doesn't pretend to deserve this. Saved by grace? I'm lucky.

What was the most powerful moment in your life/career?

Life in Utah is magical. I need to post more updates. I'll try. As I type this I'm consider a return to 'social media' as I'm in a much more healthy p