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The Treasure that Remains

A song to remember better times.


My son.

His mother and I have been apart for over 2 years now. We've accepted the end of our marriage. We share equal custody and have always attempted to put his interests first. I'm proud of our joint parenting.

While both of us have since dated. Over the last 12 years neither of us have had a serious relationship, excluding ours. So now that she has found someone, not only am I a little jealous, I lose my best friend. Over half my adult life was spent with her. Shared my soul with. Looked forward to seeing at the end of the day. Raised a family together. Even still, I turn to her when times are tough.

But she has recently pulled away as her love for someone else grows. It's tough accepting and adapting to this...I miss it greatly.


One thing that will not be lost is Sam. He turns 7 next week. Hard to believe. This photo symbolizes how I think of him. More baby than boy. In the hospital, the day after he was born I told Marcy, "somewhere on this earth, there is a child better than any other". I may be biased. He is not perfect. But I still believe that statement could be true. He is a sweet mixture of our best qualities. Every day spent with him is a good one.

Our son.


Taken on our back deck, early one summer morning.

He wants it known that he IS wearing pajama bottoms.


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Taken on July 10, 2010