June 3 2020: Untitled

Posted on June 3, 2020 by apoetbyday

Shared an idea with my bride this morning and her feedback might have broken my brain. I love this woman. Can’t think of a good title. See aforementioned comment about broken brain.

May 27 2020: A Flotilla of Ducklings

Posted on May 27, 2020 by apoetbyday

My bride and I have been watching a clutch of ducklings grow up on the pond behind us. They’ve gotten so big! Seeing them just makes me a little bit happy and I thought that needed to be shared this morning.

Day 258: The Rain Will Come

Posted on September 16, 2019 by apoetbyday

Glanced at the weather app on my phone this morning. We are due for a lot of rain this week!

The Rain Will Come

Day 173: Love and Laughter and Sleep

Posted on June 22, 2019 by apoetbyday

My bride’s been working in Houston all week and thanks to my own work schedule I didn’t get to see her until late last night. Neither of us sleep especially well when apart. Coming home for a productive day to spend some quality time with her before bed was wonderful.

Love and Laughter and Sleep

Day 147: The Gift of Presence

Posted on May 27, 2019 by apoetbyday

I love where I live. I am grateful that my bride and I have moved here. This is a wonderful, welcoming community that has been very good to both of us.

I have two good friends who I do not speak to as often as I wish I could or even as often as I should. My family often has events that I have to decline the invitations to. Our home is wonderful, I wouldn’t give it up, but there is a much greater effort to share oneself with people over distance.

My parents made a trip down from Houston today just to join my bride and I for breakfast on Memorial Day. It was kind and generous and inspiring. They made an effort. They sacrificed time and space to join us today. How amazing is that? I must try harder to do the same.

The Gift of Presence

Day 93: Secret Corners

Posted on April 4, 2019 by apoetbyday

I had lunch with my sister today and got to glimpse a sliver of her life. She took me to a small restaurant hidden beneath downtown Houston that I never would have know was there. It got me thinking of the places, and memories, that we collect and how they define a piece of our existence and how eager, and terrified, we are to share them.