After you realize your struggles and you never put down the gloves. Through all the glory and hardship fighting mostly for love. Now you’ve built a tribe who loves you more than you know. Can you put down the gloves or light up another show…

When I ask her to go get dressed

Responds with shorts not impressed

Dead of winter time for long pants

Fight equivalent of infinity queen ants

Now down and dressed in her sweats

Attitude is everything Jetsons jets

Struggles mostly turning on her ears

Learning from sweet D no more fears

Our little fighter our first reflection

Making her way love and connection

Shoulda known how obvious can it be

Your with child doll it’s so plain to see

Sleepless nights classic double sneeze

Crystal clear dollar store clarity please

Took one test and then took another

Looking down double lines oh brother

Here we go again superhero strength

Skeptics, critics whole different length

Where have I been, what have I done

One in the oven, daughter or son…

To my strong Will

Before the tree line
Above the ground
No longer left behind
Grasping your sound

For no rhyme or reason
Wild man found his season
An inversions packing
What the diversions lacking

His ears are being tuned
Speech is finding help
What an opportunity
Big boys finds himself

Working out the kinks
Doing all the tests
Making sure big Willy’s set
To do his very best

We’re blessed watching you find yourself Will🙌

Watching you heart sputters

All your coos and random mutters

Eating that eraser, swinging those hips

Coloring your picture, best kissing lips

Lifes true wonder, lifes coolest meme

Fluorescent light, decorative machine

To my sweetest Drew. Keep swinging those hips big boy, you are the light💛

Realizing I’m no longer a little girl

No need to come to the big games

Puberty embarrassments and shames

Felt wrong when you don’t know why

your here and they’re not, anxiety shy

Soon the rocks would start to skip

Longer, further seeking a faith rip

A breakthrough building splash

Blocking worries into a prayer stash

Now all I have is hope and dreams and

what floats inside and burst my seams

No longer seeking validation or love

Not a little girl, a mother rising above

To my little sweet D.M.B. who has given me courage and reminds me to live every moment to the fullest🙌

To Alex who still has my heart over the years and keeps me drooling🙌

Sleeping lamb, resting spirit

Nurturing songs, calming lyrics

Independent original outlook

Slightly backwards, dyslexic book

Revelations embedded at the start

Intuition pulsing, his OG ram heart

Unique perspective fresh statement

Rejuvenating pleasantly impaient

Just to participate in his presence

Fairytales galore white picket fence

Love you big guy to the moon

Terminally ill for more than half my years. Remembering the day Mom shared our biggest fears.

Mom had just sent us on a father daughter trip, nationals before mentioning his slip.

Did I note we won Portland in an athletic sweep, rush home to celebrate instead greeted with defeat.

Standing in the hall by the laundry room my face begins to melt. “He’s fine” crying understanding and hurting empty hands folded, knelt.

Truth is nothing’d ever be the same, next year Mom joined the cancer game. Hard on her that beast, picked her raw. Holding hands in chemo is what I saw.

Two love birds making their mark starting with the nurses and doctors they’d embark.

Together they both be poked and prodded bruised and thin while they listened and nodded.

Turns out heaven wanted one but not the other and left us here with him not his lover.

Always will be a Daddy’s girl, the way he loved my mother made my world. Hard watching love being separated thankful for all the riches she created

Miss you Mom, LOVE YOU DAD🙌🧡 Thanks for always telling me to do my best and reminding me all my value.

Trying to grasp some understandings of speech at 3 and all the benefits. A short poem for my middle buddy Will making it happen and finding himself.

You make a circle fit into a square

I will not bare a circle in a square

But not all things fit exact, this so true

We’ve always known not to make zoo

What happens when forced into space

Will all be stretched out of their place

Keep going little buddy we all see the glow inside you special boy! Keep shining we love hearing you spit out all the words you can imagine☀️🧡

Last nights game turned off early.  Apparently we missed a ridiculous brawl that broke out 8 seconds left Steelers Brownes game. The crowd and commentators were alarmed at what was displayed.  Seems to be little appropriate entertainment anymore.  That being said nothing like a good “touch my quarter back and you’ll be sorry blood bath.”  Behave boys.