06/14/2026
Noah turned 26 this weekend.
What began with brunch became an entire day spent togetherâcoffee, conversation, exploring, laughter, Fernbank After Dark, and a late-night pizza stop before finally making our way home after midnight.
Somewhere along the way, I found myself thinking about how quickly time moves.
Pete and I know that at this stage of life, Gillian and Noah could easily choose to spend their weekends elsewhere. With friends. Building lives of their own. Creating their own traditions.
And they should.
But this weekend, they chose us.
As parents, you learn that the ordinary moments eventually become the ones you treasure most.
A shared meal.
A long conversation.
A walk from one place to another.
A late-night slice of pizza.
Nothing extraordinary.
And somehow, everything.
Happy 26th Birthday, Noah. đ¤
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