2026
First Cup
Day 8 of this work trip. After a 13-hour day yesterday, I think it’s finally starting to catch up with me.
I’ve been traveling for this job for a long time, but this is the loneliest trip I’ve ever taken.
Seventeen days ago, my wife and I had the conversation that led us to decide to get a divorce. We’re still living under the same roof with our teenager, who is handling it remarkably well. For a long time we’ve been living parallel lives—more like roommates than spouses. Now we’re officially roommates. I’ve moved into the spare bedroom.
We still care deeply about each other, and we’re moveing through this as friends.
There is sadness, recognition, and excitement…
Sadness for what was and what could have been…
Recognition that some pieces of our puzzle simply didn’t fit, no matter how much we wanted them to…
Excitement because we both get to write the next chapter of our lives… even though this is where our stories diverge.
I’ll continue being the best father and friend I can be through this whole process.
And today, in the middle of it all, I’ve got my hot cup of coffee, books to read, work to do, and a world to appreciate!
84 Days, 15 Years, 15 Days
Morning hotel coffee and some fresh air.
Day 6 of the work trip, and it’s starting to feel like it.
Been 50 years old for 84 days. Proud father for 15 years. Been separated and single for 15 days. Almost married for 19 years.
She is still my best friend, and I want her dreams to be fulfilled. Our life paths are diverging now, and that’s hard. I’ve felt it coming for a long time, and I believe it will ultimately be better for both of us, but that doesn’t make it easier or any less painful in the moment.
Still here. Still standing.
I don’t know what’s next, but I’m headed there.
Evening Stroll
Unwinding after another 10 hour day of work. Had a good evening walk/ruck on the West Ashley Greenway. 90 degrees and humid is a delightful presoak for a shower back at the hotel!
Morning Coffee
Morning hotel coffee. I think this is going to be a lot of pics of my morning coffee and where I happen to be that particular day. I live hotels about half the time for work travel. This trip I’m in Charleston, SC for the third time this year. The hotel is about 1/2 mile from my old apartment I lived in almost 20 years ago!
It begins. A new phase of blogging/writing/sharing/connecting and a new phase of life. Today is morning hotel coffee and reading on the road for work. Day 3 of 12 and just getting settled in.
