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

A word without a note as companion. Without a melody to shore up a welling inside. Just want to rouse my spirit to magnetize our moment. Juice all the rays dripping on skin. Wash all the electric air into our ears. Sweet things bristle into sensors we earned with sweat and tears on the mountain. This life has everything ready for us. We just have to step out the door and sing. Hear oh life, it is I! Beaming your joy without expectation of return because you have already given me everything. “Will you always protect me?” It was asked. You will be rich. You will be full. You will share our fire and never be lost. Here my love, it is I.

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