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05/10/2026
I need yall to help me wish Queena a Happy Mother’s Day! I don’t know if I’ve ever seen something come more naturally to somebody. Our family will probably never know everything you do for us. But I know we all feel immensely fortunate that you choose us every day. We love you, !!
62 million site visits have turned into excuses and and weak arguments to save what?? Many men are missing the moment to try and save face. Sure it’s but it’s a significant number of men that are either doing the actions or defending the actions of other men on Motherless. It’s horrifying. Let’s hold each other accountable.
I’m curious, in your relationships how do you handle conversations around tone? Does it come up? Does it take over? How have you redirected back to the bigger/original conversation that needs to happen?
Am I just learning in my 40’s that potentially, I am a highly sensitive person? Maybe. But just as a lot of my similarly aged friends are starting to realize that they may have , it’s never too late to learn about yourself. Also, when I was growing up, these kinds of things weren’t talked about let alone diagnosed. So it’s important to have a little grace for our ourselves.
There is a lot of really beautiful pieces of humanity that are on display in Minnesota that perhaps many of you outside of the state are not seeing. Tina and I are very grateful for the handful of parents that took on the undertaking of organizing support for our daycare’s teachers and staff. We are happy to help in this small way. More importantly, we are proud and in awe of the many Minnesotans who are fully embracing the ideology of “Love thy neighbor.” Depending on where your algorithms have you locked in, you are either seeing a ton of really beautiful peaceful protests or you are seeing the same two or three, not as peaceful protests, over and over again. On top of that important work, so many Minnesotans are helping fellow human beings around them try to feel a little more safe and remind them just how welcomed and important they are to the community. I hope you’ll do the same. Ask some folks who live by you who immigrated to this country how they are doing, what they need, and just hold space for them - be in community with them. Listening and being present with someone else’s emotions is powerful. Just because you can’t fix it doesn’t mean you are not being helpful. I know I need to do that more, too, and I will. Will you join me?
Do you seek to learn? Or do you seek to be validated? What did your eyes tell you happened? What were you told happened? Are they congruent? Caring about humans and wanting them to have the rights that were given to them by the Constitution is not like rooting for your favorite team, you’re playing with people’s lives.
12/31/2025
This dude is FIVE today!!! Pretty incredible. These are all photos from his last year. He learned how to ride a two-wheeler, played an “organized” sport for the first time, went to Europe, learned how to negotiate, found out he loved shrimp, drove his parents slightly crazy, started to learn comedic timing, and had us fall even more in love with him. He’s very sweet, feels his feelings, has a beautiful imagination, and is delightfully silly. I feel very lucky to have him in my life. Happy Birthday, Roam!!!
12/30/2025
I learned about the passing of a man yesterday. Memories of moments we shared washed over me and accompanied tears. He would wave at you with all five of his fingers spread out like an eagle approaching an unsuspecting rabbit. And when he shook your hand, it was the equivalent of a tiny bear hug. But that handshake meant more than he knew. Especially to a young insecure boy in middle school who had no idea where he fell in a social hierarchy he didn’t ask to be a part of. He was my middle school guidance counselor, and he made a lot of fragile puberty-stricken adolescents feel seen. Feel less crazy. Feel like they were enough and that they would figure it out. They call them the formative years for a reason. The words that we often heard in middle school still inflict paper cuts on adults who race to make it look like they have it all figured out, but still feel the sting of the lie we chanted that “words will never hurt me.” My journey with him began a handful of years before middle school though. See, he lived two houses down from me. And I grew up at home where my parents didn’t really play with me too often. For reasons that are part generational, part personal, and part, “parenting is friggin exhausting and we just need a damn break sometimes.” As a newer parent… I get it. My brothers were older and had their own friends and their own social hierarchies to figure out…and I was a little annoying and needy, and touch charming. So when I wanted company and validation, I would walk a couple houses down and spend time with a great man, his wonderful wife, and occasionally their older children. I would follow him around while he attempted to do work on his house, tend to his backyard, and other things I most certainly impeded his efficiency in completing. (CONTINUED IN COMMENTS)
There can be no compassion if you don’t MAKE room for it. This is something I find very hard to do for myself but I am working on it. Have any other tips? I’d love to hear them!
Being better in conversations is not hard, it just takes a little self-awareness and ownership. It’s always fun when your children unknowingly… and then knowingly nail your pet peeves.
Clarity is king in . If you want the resource I was reading from let me know below and I’ll send you a photo of the worksheet when I get back to Minnesota. ❤️