The Battle

I speak a word

It cuts our ears and deafens the air

Confusion streams across your face

Love filling my heart

I want so badly to love and connect

I don’t understand

I read on, I pray , I yourn

A fathers Love is unwavering

Persistent even in doubt

Wisdom slowly builds

Like the oceans tides

Constant , unwavering lessons

Iron sharpens Iron

It can’t be easy

It can’t be comfortable

We are shaped through our experiences

Will we endure?

Will we engage even when it hurts?

Knowing it’s what shapes character?

Will we swallow the salt in our terrible meals

Looking forward to the gourmet entrees

We work together to create

This is no excuse for trauma

But a call to Love through the storm.

Fight the fight Fathers.

Love Hard, with intention.