Just got the kids to bed.
The whispers of the day have died down.
It’s the time when I get to pause and take stock.
So I am.
About the day.
But also about how my life has changed, and some of the things I’ve gotten to walk through these past several years. About all of the things I’ve been silent about and some of the things I’ve shared.
I have not posted here on my blog in some time. Just wasn’t time. Wasn’t the right time, for some of these things.
But I think I need to write about them now. For myself. But for others too.
Because I think I have a story to tell.
About being a dad. About losing a daughter. About being divorced. About raising three sons on my own. About the love of my family. About the love of my friends. About being an Architect, an Artist, a Writer. About being broke. About being a son. Mostly though, mostly, it’s about my learning to have a God at the center of my life.
And I don’t know where its going to go.
But I’ll think a good place to start it is here.
So wish me luck.