Dear Holly: Saturday Mornings with You and Mommy

9 years, 1 month.

Dear Holly,

I am a big fan of Saturday mornings. Something I specifically appreciate about living in Fort Payne is there are quiet places to spend with you and Mommy… while your brother sleeps in.

Last Saturday morning, we had breakfast together at The Bakehouse in downtown.

And the Saturday before that, the three of us went to Alice Circle, right around the corner from The Bakehouse, where you “made some slime” in the craft room and Mommy bought a t-shirt that I knew looked like her style.

Quality time is the most important thing to me. I love Saturday mornings with you and Mommy!

Love,

Daddy

The Local Burrito Company Closed

14 years, 7 months.

Dear Jack,

Right as we moved to Fort Payne a year ago, a new restaurant popped up called The Local Burrito Company. It immediately became one of your favorites.

Not only that, it became your official Wednesday dinner tradition. Every Wednesday night on the way home after church, I would take you to The Local Burrito Company..

It became a joke that the people who worked there didn’t even have to ask for your order. They would just see you walk with in me, then immediately start making two vegetarian burritos:

One for that night and one to heat up the next day.

Sadly, I took you there for the final time last week; as they have now closed down.

We’ll have to find you a new Wednesday night tradition for dinner!

Love,

Daddy

Dear Holly: Your Dance Recital

9 years, 1 month.

Dear Holly,

This entire school year, Mommy has been taking you and your cousin Darla to dance lessons every Wednesday.

At last, all that practice finally paid off, as our family was able to go see your dance recital this month.

For me, it was one of those milestone moments for me as your Daddy.

No one could tell, but I was “low key” crying while you were up there on stage.

For me, it goes beyond me being proud of you.

It was this overwhelming feeling, in a good way, that I have the gift of you as my daughter.

Love,

Daddy

We Moved to Alabama Exactly a Year Ago

For most of my life, I subconsciously hoped that somehow I would find access to a time machine. That way, I could go back with what I know now and change my future; ensuring that I would live the best possible version of my life.

But now, at age 44, I no longer feel that way. There is no need nor desire to go back in time. Instead, I can move forward with the rest of my life, with what I know now and live the best version as it is; as it has already become.

It didn’t take a time machine to get me to this conclusion, though. Instead, it took me moving my family three hours away.

Has it already been a year since our family moved from Tennessee to Alabama? The answer would be a surprising… actually, yes.

It was Memorial Day of last year that I drove that giant moving truck over the mountain and then we officially moved our belongings into our freshly renovated “new” Alabama home.

And now, a year later, I can confirm that us moving here has been one of the biggest and best decisions I have ever made. Our lives are collectively less stressful and more meaningful.

The way I would like to phrase it is this:

We left behind a “hustle and bustle” lifestyle in the Nashville area that was swirling in chaos, conflict, and emotional turmoil. That was just the norm there.

Now compare that to our “quiet” lifestyle here in my home town that is identified by being calm, stable, and settled.

Specifically, something I am able to pinpoint is that here in our new version of life together as a family, we are more emotionally connected with not only each other, but those all around us as well.

My joke of a New Year’s Resolution back in January was to “become more vulnerable and more in touch with my emotions.” Well, that’s exactly what has happened to me since we moved here. I now realize one of the underlying secrets about how life works:

That as human beings, our most fundamental currency is emotional connection.

But how does one obtain this so-called “emotional connection”? Here is what my new life in Alabama has taught me:

Slowing things down enough to be not only ask questions that mutually build emotional intimacy, but also being mutually emotionally vulnerable to answer those questions.

Instead of, “How was school today?”, the question becomes, “What was something that challenged you today?”

It’s about creating space for the other person to feel safe enough to describe how they actually feel and then hold up a mirror to that emotion for them to reflected back.

If it’s sadness, validate that emotion without trying to cheer them up.

If it’s excitement, validate that emotion without downplaying their reasoning as mediocre.

We are all emotional people. This is what actually connects us.

As for myself, I realized this year that I am actually more emotional than most people, I just didn’t have the environment nor ability to recognize it until now.

I needed to move here for that truth to become apparent.

So now, I get to live the rest of my quiet life in Alabama with my family, knowing that what we were missing before was the time and space to be emotionally connected.

I now let go of any fantasy of getting my hands on a time machine.

Dear Holly: Your Trip to Build-A-Bear for Your 9th Birthday

9 years old.

Dear Holly,

For your first birthday party since we moved to Alabama, I was certain you would choose to have it at Alice Circle; which is like the ideal place for 9 year-old girls.

But no- instead, you chose… to not have a birthday party?

I suppose you overheard Mommy and I talking about how much a birthday party would cost and then thought to yourself, “Well I could get a lot of gifts for less than a birthday party would cost…”

So in addition to your many birthday gifts you received, you asked if we would take you to Build-A-Bear; as we happened to have a trip planned to Nashville the week after your birthday.

You chose a kitty. And you decided she definitely needed a cheer squad hoodie, and 4 shoes, and to be lavender scented. Oh, of course she needed her own cell phone.

Seems like things a 9 year-old little girl would think of…

Grand total at Build-A-Bear: $76.

Still cheaper than birthday party, right?

Love,

Daddy