Victory Monday. If you’re new here, I’m Buffalo born and raised. It’s not just my hometown—it’s my heart. And I love the Buffalo Bills for every heartbreak just as much as every high. I’m not […]
Victory Monday. If you’re new here, I’m Buffalo born and raised. It’s not just my hometown—it’s my heart. And I love the Buffalo Bills for every heartbreak just as much as every high. I’m not […]
Friday carried a tender weight—the close of my parents’ visit left me wrapped in that sweet kind of melancholy, the kind that lingers when you’ve had something so good it’s hard to let go. Later, […]
There is no such thing as a perfect parent. I know this, and yet I still spend countless hours worrying that I’m doing something wrong—or worse, that I’m causing some kind of irreversible harm no […]
The strangest thing about getting older? It’s how everyone else around me seems to be aging, while I’m still suspended in this feeling—one I can’t quite name. It’s not an age. It’s not a phase. […]
My two years in Texas were deeply formative—there’s something enduring about the Lone Star State. The people. The pride. The resilience. I’m praying hard for everyone affected by the devastating flooding, including the families in […]