Fathers Day (when it’s quiet)
This Father’s Day, I woke up to a strange sound. Not the laughter of my children down the hall. Not the murmurs of cartoons, not the sound of breakfast being quietly attempted. It wasn’t the sound of life you’d expect
Host It, Don't Ghost it!
This Father’s Day, I woke up to a strange sound. Not the laughter of my children down the hall. Not the murmurs of cartoons, not the sound of breakfast being quietly attempted. It wasn’t the sound of life you’d expect
The Legacy of Sonora Smart Dodd and the Quiet Rebellion of Fatherhood In the cathedral of memory, certain moments crystallize like dew on morning grass: luminous, fragile, transformative. For Sonora Smart Dodd, that moment arrived in May 1909, nestled within
How Family Symbols Shape Our Children’s Identity On patches, power, and the profound psychology of belonging There exists a moment in every family’s mythology when the abstract becomes tangible—when values crystallize into symbols, when philosophy becomes fabric. For us, that
If you had asked me a year ago what I was good at, I might’ve hesitated. Not because I didn’t have skills. I did. I could lead teams, manage chaos, show up for work like clockwork. I was functional. Reliable.
People talk about identity like it begins with grand displays or gestures—names, flags, pronouns, rewritten pasts. But for NeuroSpicey kids, it doesn’t start with what they can name. It starts in the body. In sensory safety. In being allowed to
Do you have any collections? When people ask if I collect anything, I usually say books. It’s the simplest answer. The cleanest. It doesn’t open too many doors. But that’s not really the truth, is it? The truth is, I’ve
There is a special kind of grief reserved for those of us who must stay close to someone we no longer get to hold. Not because we want to. Not because we can’t let go. But because life built a
My mom is no longer here in body.But she’s here.In the resilience I respect.In the care I try to offer.In the quiet, determined power I still seek to understand. She did it all.Four boys.Homemade meals. Clean floors.School nights, science fairs,
Yes, I vote in elections. But not like a team sport. I don’t vote party lines, and I don’t confuse emotion with evidence. I vote for what’s rooted. I vote for what’s possible. But truth is, the ballot box isn’t
Do you have a quote you live your life by or think of often? “Host it. Don’t ghost it.” When I was growing up, my mom and I used to collect quotes like other families might collect souvenirs. We’d scribble