Something I look forward to every summer is the chance to see our galaxy center. It’s a humble reminder that I’m not the center of the universe and there is something bigger beyond.
Sometimes, Jack and I are so similar, it makes sense that we’re brothers. Other times, we’re complete opposites, and it makes sense that we’re brothers.
I despise running. Specifically, long-distance running. I’ve been a decent sprinter but I have always languished for anything longer. It was only after training for a 5K that I ever ran a mile in under 10 minutes.
It doesn’t surprise me that Jack is the opposite. He has been training to do a full marathon for years now. I thought a half-marathon was his end goal, but it was actually training for a full marathon.
The weekend before his 40th birthday, he crossed a toilet paper finish line, since we’re in a pandemic.
Jack has a goal to run a full marathon by his 40th birthday. Even though I think it’s crazy, I joined him on his training run on my bike.
I’ve heard of wives who let their husbands have a day to themselves, but Jenni flipped the idea for Father’s Day. She organized a family bike ride and a gaming party with my kids.
One of my favorite lines from Avengers Endgame. It adds a specificity to how much Tony Stark and his daughter, Morgan, love each other. And so, I’ll list a few reasons (of three thousand) why I love my kids.