06/05/2026
Today is my dad’s birthday.
He’s been gone for almost 18 years. He was only 46, and had 7 kids, the youngest was 9 when he passed away.
I don’t talk about him very often here because this page is mostly about marriage, boundaries, family relationships, and faith. But the truth is, my dad is part of the reason I care so much about all of those things.
Losing a parent at a young age changes you.
There are moments I wish I could call him. Moments I wish he could see my kids. Moments I wish he could see what Ashley and I have built, the books, the podcast, the community, and the people we’ve been able to help.
I wish he could see Lily preparing for adulthood. I wish he could see Sophie, William, and Nolan becoming who they’re becoming.
I wish I could sit across from him one more time and ask a few questions.
But grief teaches you something important:
Love is not measured by proximity.
It’s measured by impact.
My dad’s influence didn’t end when his life did.
It still shows up in the way I parent.
It shows up in the way I love my wife.
It shows up in the way I try to serve other people.
It shows up in the values I fight to pass down to my children.
One of the reasons I’m so passionate about healthy family relationships is because I know how precious they are.
And maybe that’s why I’m equally passionate about protecting them.
A healthy marriage is worth protecting.
Your children are worth protecting.
Your peace is worth protecting.
The healthiest families aren’t the ones that never experience conflict. They’re the ones that are built on love, truth, accountability, and respect.
Today I’m thinking about my dad.
I’m grateful for the 25 years I had with him.
I’m grateful for what he taught me.
And I’m grateful that even after 18 years, his life continues to bless mine.
Happy Birthday, Dad.
I hope I’m making you proud.
❤️