ach.

i like throwing my voice and breaking guitars
cause it doesn't remind me of anything.
i like playing in the sand what's mine is ours
if it doesn't remind me of anything.
you think you love something…a person, a place, a band, a book…and then you have a baby, who grows into a child…and the love you thought you felt before is just this distant feeling. almost as though it was all just preparation for this undeniable, unconditional, boundless love.
a friend from high school lost her son this week immediately after he was born. i can’t even begin to imagine how awful that was for her, but it of course made me remember how grateful i am to have a beautiful, healthy, incredible daughter in sadie.

you think you love something…a person, a place, a band, a book…and then you have a baby, who grows into a child…and the love you thought you felt before is just this distant feeling. almost as though it was all just preparation for this undeniable, unconditional, boundless love.

a friend from high school lost her son this week immediately after he was born. i can’t even begin to imagine how awful that was for her, but it of course made me remember how grateful i am to have a beautiful, healthy, incredible daughter in sadie.