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Smart Enough
She said she was joking. But I could tell—part of her still believed it.
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He Didn’t Have to Go
He didn’t want to go. But he went anyway. And by the end—he was smiling again.
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Maybe Just Me Now
We used to make board games together. Today, he asked if it was okay not to.
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A Little Longer
He was tired. I could see it. But he stayed—just to play cards with me.
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Did I Help?
She went quiet, curled on the couch—and I wondered if I’d made it worse.
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What Can I Do?
She cried with her mom for hours. I couldn’t fix it—just stayed present, gently reminding.
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Did I Help?
She spoke fast, then went quiet. I tried to help—but maybe just confirmed her fear.
Tyler Moore
I’m a dad who’s still figuring it out. Not all at once, and not always well — but I try to show up. That’s the thread running through most of what I write here.