Blood In Blood Out

Parenting, and warring, in Clown World.

I celebrated my first Father's Day this year.

It still seems surreal to me that I'm a dad—and that I've got another little one on the way. Every day is a blessing and a gift in the most fundamental sense.

I'll never forget how it felt when first seeing my son. It started slowly, subtly, then swelled the crescendo in my heart of love, hope, humility, joy, …

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