for you, 

    My Son

I wage wars

burn empires 

flip tables 

This little life 

Of failure, joy, quiet mornings and hot coffee 

Tear soaked pillows, belly laughs and vanilla scented candles

Endings are inevitable. Grieving things that end is okay. Inviting in what’s new and meant for you is imperative. Open yourself to the lesson in the loss. What’s coming next will be so beautiful it will take your breath away.