Raising kids for goodness, not greatness—why Path 2 parenting matters, and how to do it with love, presence, and community.
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Tears and Laughter Make us Rich
I hope crying harder at old movies means I’m living more deeply.
Maybe I Should Just Shut Up
Reflecting on the struggles and revelations of parenting: sometimes the best thing we can do is just stay back and let our kids figure things out on their own.
Honoring Love That Can’t Be Reciprocated
Children caring for aging elders is uniquely beautiful, precisely because often the child knows their love can’t be reciprocated.
“I’m not going anywhere.”
How do we make a promise to be around, when we must contend with an unpredictable life?
At their best, mentors are not just advisors, they are momentary fathers. I think if we’re honest, those of us who feel like we’ve had some success at living life have been blessed with many momentary mothers and fathers along the way.
I made a difficult promise to my son, and it turned out to be a lesson on faith.
I want to get out of this self-perpetuating cycle of men being held to a low standard of parenting.
The season of slow-feeling time has ended.
Who am I choosing to notice?
This exercise has helped the best version of myself to show up more than he would otherwise. It’s a “dress rehearsal for the day.”
I am so grateful to Riley for teaching me to be a better father and person. He taught me about the slipper slope of control and abuse.
Your Dada came here for a better life, full of prosperity. Today is a special day because we no longer have to doubt that we belong here.
A Jimmy Fallon Clip with Chadwick Boseman changed the way I think about role models.
One day our sons will grow out of their find-joy-in-all-places mindset, and it will be my fault.
A thought experiment, just like an athlete would do to visualize their peak athletic performance.
Working moms have been pushing for better practices for some time, and I think it’s time for us join them in a big way.
I didn’t hear what he said the first time. And then he clarified, with emphasis, from his stroller, clutching his water bottle.
We went and returned safely home.
Looking at these photos I feel many things simultaneously, but mostly two things. I feel love in my whole body, and I feel the passing of time.