Stories from the ridgeline
Reflections on fatherhood, faith, healing, leadership, adventure, and the spaces between expectation and reality.
May 2, 2026
A father and teacher’s reflection on lockdown, trauma, and helping children heal Some moments divide life into two worlds: the side of the door where fear first arrives, and the other side where healing must begin. April 30, 2026 began like any other school day. Sixth grade lunch. A familiar rhythm. A predictable stretch of […]
February 2, 2026
Some days, when someone tells me they want me to be happy, I have to pause. Not because I don’t appreciate the sentiment, but because the word doesn’t quite fit the terrain I’m walking. Happiness feels like a summit word.Joy, maybe.Relief, perhaps. But happiness assumes ease, or at least resolution. There are seasons of life; […]
January 11, 2026
Some stories don’t stay where you leave them. They don’t fade when the chapter ends or quiet down when the trail curves away from the past. They linger; like fog in a low valley, like footsteps you swear you hear long after the campsite has gone still. I’ve started to believe that ghost stories aren’t […]
January 7, 2026
Several years ago, I wrote my eulogy. Not because I was morbid.Not because I was giving up.But because I wanted a compass. I wasn’t trying to predict how my life would turn out. I was trying to decide (before the fog rolled in) who I wanted to be when the trail got hard, the weather […]
January 3, 2026
A Different Kind of New Year’s Resolution Every January, the trailheads fill up. Gym parking lots overflow. New shoes hit the pavement. Promises are made under fluorescent lights and hopeful headlines: This is the year. Lose weight.Get disciplined.Become better. But no one asks the quieter question. The one that matters far more on a long […]
November 4, 2025
Healing, I’ve learned, isn’t a finish line you cross; it’s a trail that never really ends.It winds, it doubles back, it disappears in fog, and just when you think you’ve reached the top, the clouds shift and you see another ridge rising in the distance. For years, I thought healing meant arrival. That if I […]
October 23, 2025
The Weight of the Pack Every long hike begins the same way: with a pack heavy enough to question your judgment.We start with everything we might need. Extra socks, backup batteries, snacks for every craving. There’s comfort in carrying abundance, in believing we’re prepared for every twist in the trail. But somewhere along the way, […]
October 21, 2025
The Gift and the Chain I’ve never liked receiving gifts. If the five love languages were laid out like a mountain range, receiving gifts would be the low valley in my landscape. Shadowed, uncomfortable, a place I tend to pass through quickly. For years I couldn’t name why. But one day, standing in the shower, […]
October 17, 2025
The Weight of the Pack Every hiker learns the same lesson the hard way: what you carry matters. As a young Boy Scout, I often overpacked. Layers for every forecast, food for an army, and gear that promised security. As each mile passed, my shoulders ached, my breath shortened, and I realized the pack wasn’t […]
October 12, 2025
When the Trail Disappears It’s strange how quickly the world can vanish. One moment you’re following a well-marked trail, the crunch of gravel steady beneath your boots, the trees parting just enough to show the next turn. Then the fog rolls in (quiet as breath) and suddenly everything you trusted fades. The path you were […]
