Happy Birthday to the man who makes our world feel both grounded and expansive all at once. The kids and I were talking about you this morning and somehow (per usual with our crew), the conversations turned into one of those deep, funny, slightly wild reflections on life and yes even death. They said things like, "Dad isn't afraid of anything." And, "He talks about death like it's just another part of the story." And we realized.....what a gift that is. You've shown them that strength isn't just muscles or pushing through....it's being able to sit with the big things, speak them out loud, and not run from what most people are too scared to touch. You've made it safe in our home to talk about everything: life, fear, endings, beginnings and somehow still laugh in the middle of it all. That kind of strength? It stays with them. We love you for your depth, your steadiness, your humor, and the way you hold space for all of us to be fully ourselves. Happy Birthday. We're so lucky you're ours!