It’s about these kinds of moments

"Ok? Who wants to go with me?" My husband announces. "Me!" My daughter exclaims. Oh great, I think to myself. No chance for a deer now. Kids are noisy. Kids are messy. Kids are innocent. She wants to be where her Papa is. Wasn’t I the same? My younger moments were following in my father’s... Continue Reading →

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Hold your promise and don’t kill me

They say you can take me places Help me remember Help me forget Fly. I’m tempted to go I’m tempted to stay What do I want from you? Fly. The journey can be a trip The trip can be a journey I don’t understand you Fly. They say you have promises If I was lost... Continue Reading →

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