Several years now into a two-house family model, I still reflect frequently on the circumstance, the realities therein;

As I navigate being alone in my mid-50’s, I’m mostly ok with it — life is pretty busy — until I get a dollop of lonely plopped on my head…

Usually I wade through pretty quick, and reset resolve to be alone until the stars align for otherwise;

And mostly I’m just thankful for my kids, and the dynamic they bring to my life,

And massively thankful to still be connected to our extended, mixed group of people who are our family…

And I love them, and love the time we get together in whatever mix we get, seeing all the kids together, that love is what bridges, what forms new bonds, time makes, takes the best from us makes it better,

Family, whatever form, better, together,

Better,

GOOD.