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

Full life, mind prickling at the seams. Ever ready to record, always missing the mark. Bashful to face the lens. There it is, those eyes. Won't lose focus again. Your blurry smile whipping sideways, I see it in my frame. Yosemite. Your slow motion fall off smirk. Beach baby. Find the uncomfortable, bring you along, and we will create. MoMa rain. Red carpet, old carpet, Pamela or Oxford. Doesn't matter. It's always opening night as I draw you into arms. On stage premiering our little life. Our life again and again. The best story I'll ever be. Before fade to black, lights off, and tally dim. We roll baby. Let's roll.

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