This lil’ dude gives me more joy and purpose than I think anybody could ever get.
It’s my first Father’s Day, and even though all these texts and posts and a fantastic crêpe breakfast this morning we’re all directed at me- I’m the one feeling super grateful just for the privilege of getting to be Rhys’ dad.
🦉🐶🐢
It is an absolutely wild time in our world right now, and I think often about how this moment started mere months after Rhys came into our lives. I know so many people feel intimidated by the prospect of even bringing kids into this world, and I get it. It’s a shame we can’t be welcoming our young ones into a safer, more compassionate place.
But I do think often about how I get to now share the mission of loving people to life and leaving things better with Rhys.
And I remember how his determined fighter spirit kicked in before he was even born and I think of all the ways that can be used for good.
And then I remember how Rhys, more than anyone, has taught me about what it means to hang on to hope against all odds. It’s what our world needs.