Six lines I left on a sticky note for my son.
I wrote this for my son and left it as a sticky note. I love you, Gino André. I think he got a piece of cake, maybe not.
🍰This is a poemAbout carrot cake portionsTake one portionLeave one portionLove you a portion
More writings on these themes.
A bilingual poem on my love as presence across distance. Inspired by my children.
A reflection on the profound grief that accompanies co-parenting transitions, the deepening love that makes goodbyes harder, and finding strength through the rhythm of seasonal separation.
A reflection on encountering biological limits in parenting and how absolute boundaries challenge beliefs about autonomy and capability.
I still hear the phrase my father gave me, and I do not know what my own phrase is doing to my kids.
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