process

hello, little ones.

well, eliza youre almost as tall as your mom already so ‘somewhat little ones’.

eliza, youre finishing up your kindergarten expereince and youve excelled in every feasible way. you are so advanced in reading and writing, math, science, music, coding, and everything in between. you are a sponge and youre amazing at everything you put your mind to. theres so much art i can barely squirrel enough of it away to keep without the storage frame i have bursting at the seams.

ben, my beautiful boy. youre coming to the end of your second pre-k year and your language skills are growing so fast. you love to joke and laugh, and have debates with your sister. you love to ask for pokemon cards and then lose them almost immediately. you love the ninja turtles, transformers, pokemon, dinosaurs, and french fries.

its been a good year in our new house. ive got the kitchen renovation almost done, the playroom renovations been completed, i can almost fit cars in the garage, and you have an awesome treehouse in the back yard. we have a huge cedar planter full of tomatoes, lettuce, corn, strawberries, peppers, watermelon, cucmbers, bok choy, and onions. we planted all of them together and we’ve been watching them grow through the spring and youve already had a few salads thanks to your fast growing lettuce. youre so proud, both of you. you guys love being plant parents and even have your own color coded 3D printed shovels to help.

explaining the steps to grow plants and care for them then cultivate them properly has been a mind blowing experience for you guys in some ways, and total boredom in others. i love it, even though i really dont care for gardening. you guys have pulled me out of my shell with it and keep me on my toes ready to learn how to manage such a huge garden. this year has had a lot of ups and a few downs, but weve all learned a lot and grown in the process.

the word process means “a series of actions or steps taken in order to achieve a particular end”. actions we undertake not for the right now but for a delayed satisfaction or goal that we can later enjoy but for now we must work for. it took you guys a little bit of time to understand how the plants would takea lot of time to grow before we could enjoy them and that we cant rush it.

sometimes, a process involves seeing something right there and knowing you could grab it or change it or control it- and choosing not to. choosing to let the process play out and have things happen as theyre supposed to or need to rather than force it or control it. when we see you guys doing things you shouldnt, sometimes lessons are learned in the process via skinned knees, or dropped ice cream, or popped balloons. watching the process of you guys grow and learn so many things all at once is amazing. ive had to pull back my urges to step in all the time and protect / prevent and allow some things to be risked pr experienced so i dont hold you back out of my own fear.

your friends from down the street ride around in a little gang on their scooters and here, you guys didnt have the kind of scooters they had and missed out so we bought them and got helmets. i catch myself being so adamant about being slow, or not going down hills or the neighbors steep driveway but then slow myself down, remind you of dangers and watch you experience childhood.

i hate to see you guys get hurt, but in your growth as kids there will be skinned knees and bumped foreheads that teach lessons mama and i could never. i remember my own bumps and scrapes and how much they sucked, yet how much fun i had in between them. i never want to be the reason you cant grow or dont have absolute access to everything you need to do so.

ill never be hands off- ill be at arms length ready to catch you, carry you, bandage you, hold you, console you, cry with you, laugh with you, and take those sore first steps back toward your bike with you. in this life you will have falls, you will have setbacks. you will have awesome successes and abject failures. those highs and lows arent everything- its the in between that really counts. how we celebrate the wins and and seek shelter from the losses with those we love is what defines our lives. who was there when you needed them, where you were when they needed you and how quickly you came to their aid or to their side to celebrate.

we build our future with those we love not for ourselves but for all of our people one day, one step, one hug, one loving word, one kind gesture, or one hand held out to help you up at a time.

because life isnt a win or lose, black or white experience- its a process.

ben- youve been asking for weeks now and ive resisted your request.

but because youve asked so nicely and seriously and longingly-

yesterday, i inquired about a dog.

i havent responded to their messages back but im working on it. im trying to be ready.

its a process.

progress

hello, little ones.

i cant believe its been almost a year since i’ve written to you. what a year its been, too.

ben, you’ve gotten your second set of stitches due to running full force into a car door and literally splitting your ear.

eliza, you’ve taken your reading skills to amazing new heights and are impressing all of us constantly.

this year, we’ve seen a lot of progress, actually – societally, globally, personally, all kinds. most of it good and exciting progress, some of it not so much. globally, meh. a lot of negative headlines about war – ukraine, gaza, just seems to never end. closer to home though, we’ve had a lot of exciting progress.

your mama and i decided we would seek out a larger home for us, seeing as we’ve maxed out our current homes potential to accommodate us and have outgrown our little three bedroom oasis. its been an exciting, frustrating, and anxious process for sure- yet here we are two weeks from the lovely family buying our home taking ownership of it and us taking ownership of a home over twice the size of our current one in an amazing neighborhood. in our family’s typical overcomplicated fashion we’re buying a new house right in the middle of leaving town for our first international trip and cruise as a family and then our return to disney world for yet another trip to see the christmas parade that sparked so much hope in some of the bleakest times in our lives.

its scary, honestly. in many ways both good and bad- its a horrible time to buy a house. our mortgage rate is going from 2.1% to 6.5% and thats actually an amazing loan rate right now. our mortgage is more than doubling and me being the cheapskate, i find myself panicking at times. then, i think back and see your faces as you chose your new bedrooms among the several choices available to you instead of just whats there like where we live now.

im damned proud to be your dad. moments like that give me some hope that im even somewhat living up to being the father you deserve. its not about money – its about opportunity. opportunity for progress and growth. our current home is fine. weve remodeled and improved and customized so much to bring it into the modern era but it doesnt provide much room for progress. our new home does. ill have an office inside the house and comfortable instead of building one where i could find space. you guys will have a dedicated playroom where you can stretch out, run, and enjoy everything you have instead of being on top of one another or squished into the living room.

theres some uncertainty for sure. uncertainty doesnt feel the greatest at times, but nothing worth doing is ever fully safe. progress means stepping out into the unknown for the potential reward of positive growth and reward. ill always be there to support you in your endeavors, because the two of you have been here for me and showed nothing but faith in your mama and i through all of this. thank you. i hope my best is enough.

school

hello, little ones.

eliza, we’ve gotten word that you’ll be starting preschool this fall. this news is as joyous as it is heartbreaking- we’re so excited for this opportunity for you to grow and learn and experience new things and crestfallen that you’ve grown so much and learned so much already that you’re ready to expand beyond the walls of home.

growth never comes from the avoidance of opportunity – we have to seek out that which we want and face the possibility of success and failure. you will do both in your life just like everyone else, and that journey starts here. your autonomy and independence show through every day, eliza. you are your own girl, and will eventually be your own woman, your own professional, your own everything.

i just always wished you’d stay little forever, i guess. i love the person you’re becoming and absolutely am excited for who you develop into; this must be what parents always meant by ‘time flies by’. we’ve gotten to hoard your every laugh, giggle, and exploratory discovery until now. in following my own guidance to you, growth never happens with the avoidance of opportunity and i have to be ok with sharing you with the world.

the world will never deserve you or your brother but you deserve the world and everything beautiful it has to offer.

learning is the single most amazing and essential means to experience the world and expand who you are to come closer to who you want to be. school is the conduit by which we achieve who we want to be – be it college, trade school, apprenticeships, or otherwise. learn all you can, dont limit yourself to anything. we will support you in everything you do that enriches you, your life, and your dreams. i may not always agree on your direction or priorities- i will always respect them.

i was raised in a retroactive ‘i told you so’ sort of way that only guided once the damage had been done. when you come to a crossroads, a crevasse, or roadblock it will be my honor to walk you through, teach you how to manage, or carry you over it. should i do anything to ever damage that please hold me accountable and hold me to my promises.

all i will ever want is the best of everything for you and your brother – the best of who you are forged by the best opportunities provided by our best efforts to raise and guide you. i’ll never pretend to know i know better than you or negate your needs. i very much look forward to valuing your journey, your learning, and your hearts while earning the right to guide you with my actions and words.

we cannot teach or lead without listening; we cannot learn or listen without using our voice and teaching those around us what we need.

love.

freedom

hello, little ones

we’ve been having so much fun going on your first family vacation now that your dad’s been able to take time off instead of mama going it alone. we went to the beach – eliza you were a little mermaid just motoring around in the waves like the big girl you’ve always wanted to be. ben – you kicked and splashed like the little shark you are.

the highlights were very much the smiles you brought to your grandparents faces when ben, you spiked the snacks you didnt want into the sand before accepting the ones you did want, and eliza your love of digging pools in the sand and collecting mermaid treasure shells.

we saw a pirate dinner theater show that the two of you loved and proudly represented your being members of the crimson crew with flags and yelling your little hearts out with cannon fire and swords.

we got ice cream late one night and you guys ate it like it was the first time ever, delighting everyone around you. every moment the two of you got to experience something was the best moment of my life.

since we’ve come back, lots of things have changed. laws have been changed that will sadly impact you, eliza a lot more than your brother. women’s health is still such an abstract concept and for the first time in a hundred years females have less rights than their mothers. ben, though this change doesn’t impact you as a male directly, it’s our hope that you always see beyond your own needs to represent, respect, and fight to keep and expand the rights of those around you and the women in your life. we hope to live our lives to enrich and respect the lives, needs, and dreams of those around us especially those who might not have as ready access as you or me.

we’ve also had changes in access to vaccinations for covid-19, and actually today we’re taking both of you to get your first round of them after three years of fear. we’ve all contracted covid and gone through it once already, and the vaccine will help make sure any potential exposures might be limited in its impact into the future.

anything we do to protect ourselves we need to also do for those around us as soon as possible, in all things. never forget whether or not it impacts you directly we are all equal and deserve the same freedoms regardless. fight for those who have less or face losing equality and equity and trust those around you will also in kind. you two are peas in a pod and deserve all the best always.

neither of you deserve any less rights or opportunity than the other and will always complement the best parts of one another. respect everyone who respects you, and never stop fighting for the rights of all those around you. a society is only as good as it treats the least of its members just like we as people are only as good as we treat those around us without debit, demand, or expected repayment. we aren’t free until we are all free.

love.

office

hello, little ones.

im writing this to you from my office in the basement, which coincidentally has been my residence the last few days. unfortunately our luck ran out and myself, your uncle alex, and grandpap tested positive for covid this week. so far we’re all ok and the vaccines we’ve received have done their job to keep us safe from extreme symptoms. its impossibly hard to see you on video calls and have you literally eight feet away from me upstairs. mommy, grandma, your aunts, and yourselves are thankfully all still safe from the virus.

likely we contracted it at a family function or hockey game from whatever source, coming together to celebrate your grandpaps birthday. its unfortunate but a risk worth taking given all of our precautions and need for connection and celebration with family.

i spend a lot of time in here working, and love to leave when the day is over and come upstairs to you, your brother, and mama to have dinner and spend time playing before bed every night. its only been a few days but each and every moment im kept away from you hits with ferocity. in short time I’ll be able to rejoin you and truly explore your valentines bouquet brother and I got you, and smell mama’s peonies she got for valentines day. i want you to know what to expect from any man in your life when it comes to thoughtfulness and kindness, and just how much you deserve. being your dad has made me such a better person , always reminding me to be an example of the man (or woman) I hope to see you share your life with someday.

i feel slightly stupid having contracted the virus, but the knowledge I hadn’t infected you, brother, or mama gives me some comfort. seeing you still happy and healthy brings my heart so much joy, and i’d gladly go through this every day to keep you guys safe. not that i’d want to, but I also wouldn’t hesitate.

i love you.

zoo

hello, little ones.

eliza, you turned three this week. three years of being your father, your dad, and you my lovely, strong, hurricane-force daughter with the golden giggles and angelic voice. we celebrated in fine style for days on end, starting with your favorite foods to your favorite things, and your favorite people.

these days you’re really into dinosaurs and sharks. not just baby shark, but sharks. and i couldnt be more smitten. your love of science, biology, nature, and the world around you in general is so refreshing and intriguing. youre so curious and daring in many ways, and such a shy little girl in others.

for the first time in your life, we went to the zoo. with the ongoing pandemic it’s been far too risky but we wagered it wouldnt be too crowded and given your love of animals large and small, it was worth the risk. you got the opportunity to meet some of your all time favorite animals – elephants, giraffes, rhinos, lions, tigers (zebra cats?), gorillas, monkeys, fish, sharks, and butterflies.

watching you experience so many new things in one day gave me such a breath of fresh air in an otherwise stale world of monotony; the routines weve fallen into, the precautions we’ve become accustomed to observing, all to keep you safe; but inadvertently keeps you secluded. seeing you be a kid and openly do what you wanted with a little direction and caution reminded me of exactly what parenthood and childhood were meant to be – exploration and experience.

your eyes glowed when we saw the first elephant, your words coming out like fireworks primed and wishing for their chance to fly. the lions and their resemblance to Simba left you awestruck with excitement, but the sharks- those evolutionary killing machines that elicit fear from all who encounter them, you absolutely adored. at times quietly singing Baby Shark to yourself, others reciting lines from the Little Mermaid, you soaked it all in and watched it cut through the water above you. your amazement at being so close to this creature was immediately apparent, with just a hint of daring; daring the creature to come after you the same way it came after Flounder and Ariel.

after, you and your brother took a well earned nap before the next stage of celebrations – cake and pizza from the pizza oven outside. the cake, adorned with fondant stars and a large crescent moon hit its mark dead on, bringing forth a chorus of your favorite song ‘ twinkle twinkle little star’ and wild amazement at the edible art being presented to you. I never could imagine so much love and excitement being contained within one little body, but eliza you truly redefined expectations.

right along side you every step of the way was the robin to your batman, the thunder to your lightning, the buzz to your woody, Ben. every moment of these days was reflected in his eyes and every sentiment shared and reiterated. the love you two share in pretty much everything is inspiring. every moment we celebrate you, eliza, ben is right there celebrating with you and wanting ever more to see you happy.

we’ve loved celebrating your special day, eliza, and having the opportunity to give you some reprieve from all these restrictions even as short as it might have been. this next year has so much promise and so many changes on the horizon for you – with my entire heart hoping and wishing you never lose that same wonderment for exploration and curiosity for the world around you. i hope and wish you never feel the weight of this world, any danger around you, and always always always show no fear in the presence of sharks.

privilege

Hello, Little Ones.

We’ve had incredible fortune these past six months since I’ve written to you- none of us have contracted covid-19, we all remain happy and healthy. We’ve lost loved ones, had fears of losing others, and continue to struggle with our new truth with this pandemic.

aside from the day to day pandemic worries, there’s been an ongoing struggle within our world for hundreds of years that is now hopefully starting to change- inequity, racism, and the weaponization of privilege.

now, privilege is not a bad thing in and of itself- mama and i have worked extremely hard to give you the lives we want you to have, and never have to suffer or go without like i had to. privilege is defined as a special right, advantage, or immunity granted or available only to a particular person or group. privilege is something whose definition changes depending on your lot in life- meaning, if youre born rich, everything is a privilege; if youre born poor, having food every day and a warm bed is a privilege. if youre born homeless, having a night inside is a privilege. rather than seeing our privilege as a means to help one another, society itself often uses privilege as a way of establishing that ‘us versus them’ mentality we’ve discussed so many times before as toxic and hurtful.

its a fairly universal truth that those with privilege seek to keep it; those without privilege seek to earn it. this can create a power struggle within many established societies that demographically and statistically places different races on distinct sides of that struggle: non-white people and white people. this doesnt mean youre doomed to be hated or deserve less than what you have at all. what this means, is that as white people we inherently have privilege in certain ways- societal prejudices often dont apply by default the way they do with people of color. we statistically are far less likely to be accosted or killed by police, to be of lower income, and far more likely to finish school, go to college or trade school, and own a home. that’s without factoring in your work ethic, your willingness to earn- just statistically the scales are tipped that far in your favor as a white person by default.

now, that can be hard to grapple with. how can i, without ever doing anything to bring this inequity about, do anything to help change it? first off, people dont want charity. people dont want to be seen as needing a handout or given sympathy. people need a fair shot- if a white boy and a black boy are born rich or poor, the white boy is twice as likely as the black boy to remain rich, or simply end up not poor. this doesnt mean people of color are less capable or willing- what it means is accepting that hundreds of years of slavery, oppression, and systemic racism in america exists and has always existed in various forms. it is impossible for many people of color to break through these barriers given the tremendous obstacles placed in their path from top to bottom. what we can do as allies and people of this country is actively rise up and do something. protest against inequalities and inequities, support politicians whose message seeks to right these wrongs, and never be afraid to challenge the loud voice of the oppressors no matter how red or orange they may get in the face while spewing their garbage.

black boys are as many as six times more likely to be shot and killed by police, not factoring in that they’re also ten times as likely to be shot and killed as the result of violent crime in their communities. these statistics vary in ways but always turn out the same- systemically people of color are impacted by their environment, access to education, and lack of systemic inclusion in much different and unacceptably detrimental ways than white people.

racism isn’t always clear- there are many historical cases where it was open and apparent, but even more cases where racism exists due to indirect actions meant to impact people of color ‘indirectly’ but cannot be proven due to a ‘lack of intent’; meaning you cant prove that was the intended outcome, because the stated intended outcome was this other thing. terms like ‘gerrymandering’, ‘red tape’, and ‘white nationalism’ are often ways to describe systematic racism that cannot be clearly defined and proven as such, but have the same outcomes as direct racist actions regardless. when oppressors’ power is threatened, you see this in action- when voters choose to go against the oppressors, often laws are changed and more people marginalized to silence their voices and try to get power back to the oppressors. the oppressors seem like they have the power, but there’s power in numbers, and those of us who seek equality and equity for all have more numbers and there’s much more power in unity than ever will be in divisiveness.

above all, respect people for who they are and what they do. good people dont hate other people. good people dont seek to harm others because it benefits them. holding others back for your own gain is against all teachings of man and gods. if you have a voice, use it. if you have an opportunity, use it. if you have a chance to address it, do it. if you do it, do it well and always. if you breathe, you can love.

privilege isnt having guilt for having what you have- privilege is being thankful for what you have and earn, and using it to do what you can to help those around you and especially those worse off than you. we dont better ourselves by hurting others and keeping them down; we better our world by helping those in need move upward and forward. when in doubt, do more than you think you need.

all lives cant matter until black lives matter.

if you feel guilty for having privilege, youre not doing enough.

character matters

hello, little ones.

it’s been forever.

Ben, you’re now eight months old, and Eliza, you’re more than two years old. This year feels as though it’s been its own lifetime by now, and watching the two of you grow has made every moment of it so complete.

one aspect of this year marred by virus and global pandemic is our presidential election. for four years we’ve had a president who [arguably] ran on a platform of ‘us versus them’ and amplified the differences among peoples rather than unite them. A man whose life is riddled with racism, sexism, bigotry, and bullying. America elected him president in an unprecedented election in 2016 and has been a global embarrassment ever since. The idea of rational discussion and debate was thrown out the window, instead favoring fearmongering and making the truth whatever he wanted it to be.

In 2020, America showed its soul and defeated that man, electing a man with morals, principles, and honor. America showed the world we are not a nation of ‘us versus them’ but a nation of people capable of respecting one another’s differences and uniting under a common goal of decency, love, and caring for the least capable of us within society. America is not the land of the strong abusing the weak, the rich abusing their power, and the people propping up oligarchs; America is a land where everyone’s voice matters. Every single American who voted matters. Regardless of how they voted- in the mail, in person, or otherwise, every single voice matters. Record numbers of people voted this year to defeat bigoted simpletons incapable of seeing past their own interests. Millions of people turned out and stood in lines despite a pandemic to have their voice heard and push back against the tide of indecency and refused to be represented by this man.

some day, you’ll understand politics, and the many different viewpoints people have, and the hopefully respectable, evidence driven stances they have on our economy, social issues, etc. don’t rush into it, there’s no going back and it has been a mess. hopefully by the time you can read these and make your own political decisions America really will be a much better place to be.

No matter who you grow up to be, or how much you make, or where you go in this world, character matters.

mutual

hello, little ones.

the world has been so busy these last few months, and so have you. eliza, you continue to blow us away every day with your vocabulary, your smile, and your penchant for loving the world around you. ben, you are growing so fast- your little roars, your hand-eye coordination, and best of all your ability to sleep through the night are astounding.

 

the world is still battling covid-19, the same virus that originated in China as far as we know and traveled so fast because of how interconnected we are. it shows this sort of problem isn’t just a problem for others, its our problem as humans. this brings me to my thoughts for you two today – the word mutual. 

Webster’s dictionary defines mutual as:


mutual

1adirected by each toward the other or the others; mutual affection
bhaving the same feelings one for the other ‘they had long been mutual enemies’
cshared in common; ‘enjoying their mutual hobby’
d: joint; their mutual advantage
2characterized by intimacy; mutual contacts
3of or relating to a plan whereby the members of an organization share in the profits and expenses

     all in all, mutual means together, relying on each other. everyone is a member, but each person has responsibilities along with the benefits of working together. today, we are being asked to wear masks, not go out to stores or restaurants, and limit the people we talk to. It can be really hard, but wearing masks can dramatically reduce the risk of infection by 70%. That means when two people wear masks, even if one person is infected they have a much, much less chance of being infected thanks to mutual respect and protection of one another. Thats because each persons mask doesnt protect themselves- it protects the other person. when only one person wears a mask, both are still at high risk of infection. it takes mutual respect for one another for the reduction to work, and thankfully most people are doing it and are willing to protect one another.
     mutual means we give, and we take. we give back to those who give to us, and take what we need. we give respect, and receive respect in turn. the system only works if the exchange is mutual; theres no room to be selfish, no room for seeing yourself as more important than anyone else.
     so, when you see these days in videos or in history books, thats why so many people are wearing masks; not because our masks protect us from the virus itself, but because together our masks help everyone around us stay safe just in case we’re exposed. a mutual respect for one another to stay safe despite how uncomfortable it can be to wear a mask, especially in the summer. 
     there are lots of other things that are mutually beneficial to us and our people, like hand washing. Washing our hands gets all the stickies and dirties off our hands and helps us feel clean, but it also protects our people too. Underneath all those stickies and dirties can be germs and viruses we pick up from surfaces like door handles, shopping carts, money, etc. Not to worry, most of them are harmless. the rest we can usually take care of by washing our hands! good soap and warm water takes care of almost all of those germs and whatnot very effectively, protecting ourselves and our people around us. the same way wearing a mask works. if only one of us washes our hands, we’re both at risk.
     we love you, little ones. your dad just got tested for covid19 yesterday and will be tested again tomorrow to see if a recent exposure at work will impact you. im so sorry youre going through this, and can only hope you dont remember any of it. your futures are so bright, so warm, and so full of love.
     these days will end and well have gotten through it together, mutually.

memories

hello, little one.

its been some time since i’ve written to you. I’ve been so wrapped up in you, work, your mom, and your rapidly arriving baby brother.

i wanted to write to you again, you little beauty, you big sister – because youre at the stage where youre starting to make memories. memories are what we interpret the world around us to be and how it impacts us. it impacts us emotionally, cognitively, physically – and what our memories are depends on how we are impacted. not everyone remembers the same event the same; people see things differently and for different reasons.

like the time you cried when mama wouldnt let you play with the light socket, or when dad grabbed you on the stairs and carried you rather than let you climb. or, that time i spent a very long day with my uncle when i was around 10 or 11.

my uncle michael (your great-uncle) is a very unique person. uncle mike is the oldest of his siblings but very much the youngest at heart. one day, uncle mike took us (me, your aunt jessica, aunt ashley, cousin angela, cousin derrin, cousin bryan) to a state park for a hike. we took wiffle ball bats, wiffle balls, and mitts with us to play for a bit, and set off on our adventure. we walked about two miles to the entrance to the state park, and walked down the concrete slope, weaving back and forth, touching the smooth roughness of the stone embankments on either side of the road/path. we walked a good ways, catching up with our cousins from texas, and had a great time. A few hours later, we were still walking.

we had lost sight of anyone else in the park or on the path, and the sun was losing its shine; the sky had become golden in a ‘time to get home before the streetlights come on’ sort of way. we talked to uncle mike about where we were, asked if we could go home, or if he knew where we were going. Mike would playfully tell us to stop whining, or dismiss it and we’d playfully take a few swings at his 500 pound self with our wiffle ball bats and keep walking.

eventually, it got dark. we got scared. we found a way to climb up the side of a ravine and emerged back onto a street somewhat close to our grandmothers house after doubling back a ways through the park and walking about 11 miles in all. the police had been called, parents worried, everyone on alert. eventually we were seen and picked up, and uncle mike banned from ever watching us again.

i held onto that memory for a long time as ‘mike is such an idiot’ before realizing a few things: my uncle mike struggled with mental health all his life, and im very sure was autistic. he suffered through relationships, family dynamics, and trying to be something more than ‘difficult’. he was a gifted journalist but lacked ability to wash his own clothes. he drove a car, kept his schedule, lived on his own- but didnt have the ability to clean his apartment, cook, or keep himself clean. he relied heavily on people to help him; people who ridiculed him, blamed him, and called him a slob. people he called family, people who were supposed to love and support him, people who never simply said ‘i love you’ without a ‘but…’ after it.

i realized that day, my uncle was trying to connect with us. he tried to do something fun with kids without ever having any idea what kids do, or how to be a responsible adult chaperone. he had as much knowledge of how to keep kids safe as we kids had, if not less. he wanted to give us a great day of fun, but had no clue. he was over 500 pounds walking 11 miles in the summer heat. he very much could have been hurt or worse, leaving us kids to manage that situation. but he hadnt thought about that, because he didnt know he needed to. he wanted to spend time with us, and thats as far as his capacity went. was it irresponsible? absolutely. dangerous? very much. regrettable? always. his intentions were purely to spend time with us, to love us, to be someone in our lives and do what he could with what he had. he tried to the best of his ability, and thankfully avoided any egregious consequences.

your aunts and i laugh about that day whenever we talk about your great uncle mike. it was scary to go through, but looking back we can laugh now. it was a day he hoped to connect with us and have us remember for other, more positive, happier reasons. it was a day he hoped he could be the hero, the good guy, the awesome uncle rather than the broke, aloof, idiot brother he had come to know himself as.

our memories dont always come to us clearly; they honestly rarely do. it takes time to see the purpose or reason or explanation for things that in the moment we might not see, or appreciate, or understand fully. his actions will never be excused, but they are being understood. we want to always seek understanding, because we dont have forever. we dont always have days, or weeks, or months to ignore an issue or allow distance between ourselves. i dont think you’ll get to meet your great uncle before his time on earth is over, and i apologize for that. he would absolutely love you, and the little smile you give each and every day that looks just like my grandfather’s.

in the moment it may feel like we’re a little harsh, or hypocritical, or illogical, but know we want you to be safe and happy.  theres nothing we would ever do to harm you, or bring you pain. you are who you are, and thats enough. there will never be a ‘but…’ after any ‘i love you’ or any reason for your unhappiness other than you not quite understanding our intentions just yet.

i love you, little one. i cant wait for your first hug with your little brother the same way i cant wait for your 10,000th one.

 

because i promised her a dachshund