On dreaming big, falling short, and still being worth a damn
Gorgeous humanity. I'm so glad you are Olaf's dad and the the biker is okay and that you are one of America's scribe's describing the beauty and the disaster in this moment when we need you--someone just like you--so badly. Love you.
Garrett! This was really a wonderful read and it resonated for me generally and even in some of the specifics. There have been many times in the past 10-ish years (my oldest kid is a 2012) where being a parent has been the catalyst for me to close the gap between who I was at the time, who I thought I was, and who I wanted and needed to be. I still don't feel like a grown-up, and my working theory is that as long as I am still growing I never will.
"But I will never lose the feeling of believing them to be perfect, which means that I will always have a connection to the the moment in all of our lives when somebody stared at our newborn face and saw pure perfection."
Such a lovely thought, that I wish we all kept first and foremost in our minds when encountering others in the world. I don't mean to seem overly religious, but we are all beloved children of God, and yet we don't act like anyone else is. we need to keep reminding ourselves and others, and keep seeing each other as the perfect little newborns we once were - just ones who life has tossed about a bit with some baggage imposed upon us by this fallen world. Happy birthday, Olof! Glad you are here, Olof's dad!
This was an amazing read. I needed this today.
I just retrieved *my* redheaded May baby from college. He’s about to be 20. I was so happy to see him and hear about his silly and serious college adventures (philosophy of physics, economic modeling, what makes good friendship, where in the forest around school are the best sticks, and why he’s been collecting all the best sticks since he was 2) it actually hurt my stomach. I appreciate the both/and-ness you’ve captured. I would never have had kids if I’d seen what was coming with clear eyes, and I have no regrets about having my kids. I’ve possibly never been worse and also definitely never more wanted to be my best self than in my role as parent.
Your story touched me to the core. It is so touching to read about your parenting experience and the great love you have for your child. 🧡
Here are the links. Thank you!
This is a beautiful story Garrett. Beautiful, messy and hopeful...I wrote two posts that I think would resonate with you- one on parenting and how we get it wrong and one on learning from wolves which is about building bridges and trying to connect across a divide rather than just shout across it.
Ah, Garrett. Beautiful. I think it's so important to combine radical self-honesty (the ouchy kind) with an unwavering faith in our immeasurable capacity for love. You say this so well in this piece. Thank you & keep being you!
Beautifully written, parent to parent and imperfect human to imperfect human. Thank you for sharing.
Absolutely beautiful, Garrett. My eyes are welling, my throat is tight. Please keep doing what you do.