Moments
Tomorrow’s Sorrow
Last night I was driving home and stopped at the store to pick up a few things. The same store where, several weeks earlier, I’d encountered the young woman I wrote about in Somebody’s Daughter.
Read the StoryThe book is finished. The journey isn’t.
The book tells the story of what I’ve lived and learned. But life doesn’t stop when a book ends. These are moments from my continuing journey as a father, learning to love, let go, and stay with the moment. Some bring clarity. Others leave me with more questions.
Moments
Last night I was driving home and stopped at the store to pick up a few things. The same store where, several weeks earlier, I’d encountered the young woman I wrote about in Somebody’s Daughter.
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There was one thing I left out of yesterday’s post. For years, almost every decision I made somehow came back to my son. Where was he? Was he okay? What did he need?
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We didn’t go to the bookstore today. For weeks, buying my son a book had become part of our time together. Something simple. Something we could look forward to.
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On Sunday my son was supposed to come home for a visit. Not to move back in. Just to visit. We had planned to go to the bookstore, have some lunch, and spend a little time together.
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I finished my book today. Then I went out to run an errand. Outside the store was a young woman. Maybe in her mid-twenties. Her purse was on the bench by the door. She kept going down onto the ground, trying to get back up, knocking the purse off, her phone sliding out onto the pavement. She had urinated on herself. It was brutally hot. People were walking past.
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The book is finished. The journey isn’t.
Life continues, bringing new moments, challenges, and unexpected lessons. I’ll share some of those moments here—the experiences, reflections, and everyday stories that remind us we’re all still learning.
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