The struggles life throws at you are now struggles you have to face on your own and sometimes that’s really hard.
Note to self: become YouTube famous.
He doesn’t just ask about your yesterday, but wants to be in your tomorrow.
I want to carve a space in my life for you, a you-shaped hole that you can fill with your laughter and smiles, your warmth and patience. I want to give you a place that you can call your own, that you can claim within me, and that I can learn to share, even with my stubborn heart.
You’ll know I’ve fallen for you when I want to show you my secret places. When I want to share the most precious spaces of the earth with you. When I want to bring you into where I’ve called home, where I’ve felt safe.
The only good thing about remembering who you really are is that you get to choose what you can take back with you and what you can leave behind. You get to decide which parts are worth fighting for and which parts need to go.
OK, I admit it: I bought a house because of a psychic.
I failed as a father. My 17 year old is going to visit some colleges today.
It’s called wanderlust. But it should be a word with much more impact. Travel bug sounds harmless. It is more like a compulsive want of the brain, some hard wiring that can never be untangled, something that pulls you from within.
I’m terrified that if our paths cross again – like I’m ever so hopefully they will – that the same spark and the same feeling won’t be there. And if I’m being honest, I don’t know what I’d do if the one person that felt like home became just a hallow soul that I no longer knew.