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TW: Infant loss, pregnancy lossI wanted to sit in that rocking chair holding them forever. They were wrapped in a small ...
09/29/2025

TW: Infant loss, pregnancy loss

I wanted to sit in that rocking chair holding them forever. They were wrapped in a small blanket, together. The weight of their small bodies almost imperceivable. I looked at them knowing that there wasn’t a measure of time long enough that would make me miss them less. All I had was however long that moment holding them would last. 8-years later tears come to my eyes as I remember that moment. I soaked it up as much as I could.

I read a quote this year by Jamie Anderson describing grief and it has clung to my heart.
“Grief, I’ve learned, is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give, but cannot. All that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.”

Today especially, the unspent love is gathered in the corners of our eyes, the lumps in our throats, and the hollow parts of our chests. In the sadness, I am grateful for that unspent love. I’m grateful for our two beautiful boys. I’m grateful for my wife who is so resilient. I’m grateful for Jesus, and the ways he tenderly cares for us. We continue forward with hope and belief.

On our own day of loss, Ali and I also think of the many people we love and care about who have similar anniversaries, similar moments of resurfaced grief, similar feelings of unspent love. As we remember Emerson and Bennett, our twin boys whom we didn’t get to meet on this side of heaven, we hold you all close.

💙 Emerson John & Bennett Elias - September 29, 2017 💙

“Hey dad, watch this!”I love those words. I do my best to draw my attention to whatever cool thing they want to show me ...
07/07/2025

“Hey dad, watch this!”

I love those words. I do my best to draw my attention to whatever cool thing they want to show me or new skill they’ve figured out whenever I hear them!

13 chapters in sweetheart! Quite the page turner, I must say 😅 (swipe for Instagram vs. reality)Some have been happy, so...
06/10/2025

13 chapters in sweetheart! Quite the page turner, I must say 😅 (swipe for Instagram vs. reality)

Some have been happy, some sad, some exciting, some a little too exiting 😬, but all of them together have created a story I couldn’t have imagined. Looking forward to the next chapter! Happy anniversary! 🫶🏼

Ali and I celebrate 12 years of marriage to one another and 16 years of being a couple today! Last night we had a chance...
06/09/2024

Ali and I celebrate 12 years of marriage to one another and 16 years of being a couple today! Last night we had a chance to get out and have a night together. As we looked back we were struck by how much life has happened over the past 12 years and how little of it we saw coming. This past year especially has brought a lot to our plate as we brought two foster girls into our home who have required our all to love and support them.

We have found that bringing Jesus into the messy, broken, beautiful everyday moments allows us to be vulnerable, gracious, humble and forgiving with each other… and that’s where the good stuff is. The deep care and belonging we find in each other. By the grace of God, we make each other better, we push each other further and I am more in love with her now than I thought possible.

Today, Ali and I are swept back to a moment of loss that changed our lives. 5 years ago we were sitting in a room hearin...
09/29/2022

Today, Ali and I are swept back to a moment of loss that changed our lives. 5 years ago we were sitting in a room hearing the words, “…we’re so sorry, there are no heartbeats…”. In an instant we were swept away in a tsunami of emotion. An instant that seemed to last forever. Losing not one, but two babies. Beautiful twin boys, Emerson and Bennett. It was such a visceral hurt. We didn’t invite it, we didn’t want it, but we were handed it anyway.

One of the feelings that has stayed with me from our loss of the twins and several miscarriages is disappointment. The experience of losing the hopes, the possibilities, the memories that almost could have been is hard. It’s a disappointment I remember often… sitting around the campfire with Ansel and Riley, picturing the twins next to them. Reading books at night, taking family photos, Christmas gifts, trips… always thinking about the ones we miss.

As we continue to move forward 5 years later, we are thankful for so many friends and family who loved on us in the days that followed their delivery. Those who stood next to us as we buried them. Those who have shared their own journey of loss with us. Those who continue to remember with us. We are also grieved to know so many people who have walked similar loss. No matter the kind of loss, it can hurt, and hurting alone is hard. Don’t be alone. If we can support you, listen to you, pray for you, or simply share the pain with you, please reach out.

All of our love to our dear Emerson and Bennett (09/29/2017).

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10/21/2020

A reflective moment at sunset this evening. Thankful for light and color.

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08/10/2020

I’ve been around fire for much of my life. So the moment a spark ignites into a flame, memories come to life as I am brought back to so many moments that happen around fires.

I remember as a young kid cutting and hauling wood for our stove to heat the house. Opening the thick metal door, tossing logs in. Sparks flying as the pile of hot coals consumed a fresh piece of fuel. Drying my gloves off and seeing the steam rise from them as they warmed up. Melting snowballs against the side of the hot iron.

Campfires at the cabin up on the lake in northern MN. Roasting hotdogs or marshmallows. Listening to the loon calls echo around us. The fresh cut pine crackling as it burned. Watching the sun say goodnight to the lake as it’s reflection disappeared.

Bonfires down in the field below our house, burning brush and other wood scraps. Watching the trees glow and the shadows dart around us. Fireflies and sparks dancing around together in the distance. The sound of the steady ever flowing creek.

Embracing what heat the fire would provide in the middle of February as I sat in -30°F temps camping in the Boundary waters. My coat stiff with frozen moisture. My feet crunching on the eerily cold snow. Out of wood, but wanting the coals to last.

Last night, I add more memories as I’m watching these sparks reach for the sky watching my kids play in the background. Dropping marshmallows in the fire. Fingers stuck together. Spinning around. Pausing to stare at the flames.

May it burn ever brighter.

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A recent location scout for an upcoming video shoot for a Good Friday/Easter project. Looking forward to how it turns ou...
03/16/2019

A recent location scout for an upcoming video shoot for a Good Friday/Easter project. Looking forward to how it turns out.

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