Serendipity

I’m sorry for the silence.

This platform has always been a space I built for myself—to reflect, to process, to be honest. But for a while, it also became a reminder of just how much has happened. The truth is, I don’t think I ever fully processed the last 11 years of my life.

But I’m ready now. So let’s start here.

I’ve had to learn how to let go. Not completely—just enough to let the people I love grow into themselves. I became a father figure long before I was ready. I learned as I lived, stumbling and standing again, trying to give as much of myself as I could to the three girls I cared for every single day.

My wife has a great job now. My sister-in-law graduated from university. And the littlest one—she just turned eight.

They’re all growing, thriving, building lives of their own.

And while I’m proud—so incredibly proud—the hardest part has been stepping back.
Not because I wasn’t willing, but because I didn’t know who I was outside of caring for them.
So, I’ve been learning to live my life again.

It’s been hard. It still is some days. I miss the way things were. I miss having them around me all the time. But I also know they love me, and I love them—some things don’t change, even if everything else does.

Lately, I’ve been finding my way again. Slowly. One step at a time.
I met someone new—her name is Xoey—and she’s been a kind and steady friend through all of this.

These days, I watch from the sidelines. Watching my girls grow. Watching them thrive.
And I love it.

But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel a little lonely sometimes. That’s just part of life, part of loving deeply.

This is where I’ve been.
This is what love looks like after the growing pains.
It’s not always easy—but I wouldn’t have it any other way.