Walk with me now into this very bright night, and revere with me in silence what must be God-given and what is surely God-taken.

Sunrise - a time when all truths are still clean and enviable.

I travel to be replenished with beauty, for travel makes the beauty of this world seem like a Christmas that never ends.

Love your kids and just be there for them. You don’t have to eyeball their every moment or to orchestrate all their comings and goings. They know this. They know that’s too much.

KIDS. They know a BRIBE when they see one. They want a PARENT, not a PAY-OFF. They don’t care if you’re Jack-King-Rodeo or Mister-You-Own-New-York. All they understand is time spent WITH YOU or WITHOUT YOU. It’s that SIMPLE.

Summer, dropping so easily a delicious everything upon your skin and lips. Like a never-ending kiss—taunting, deep, and luscious. The sun. The heat. The thousand echoes of a timelessness before time, when every day seems longer than the next and no day seems likely to ever truly end. Summer.

Teach them what you love to do in life. It really doesn't matter what it is. It never does. Just show them how important a passion is . . .

It is everything that makes a man. It is everything that makes this man. And that is who I am alive, and that is who I am dead.

I promise to dream with you both great dreams and small dreams. To ask your counsel in times of uncertainty. To honor your silence when you seek to be alone. To be ever wondrous at your curiosities and revelations. And to be ever rejuvenated by your passions . . .