October 25 2023

These moments are moments, seconds in front of seconds and behind seconds, ineffably valuable, no more or less valuable than others that have gone and others that will come.

They are walking side-by-side on a wet, fall morning. I am nearly brought to my knees in gratitude. I want to worship that moment, kiss its feet, take it to bed. The beauty is too much. Take off your shoes and let your feet sink into the holy ground.

And the moments when the boys are fighting with each other, with me, when I am flooded with the uuuugggghhhh please please for the love of everything forever just stop that noise stop that fighting stop that whining – those hold the same weight of infinity as the ones when they were walking to school.

Take off your shoes, Joshua.