First Father’s Day without my dad this year. I went to his grave expecting to feel close to him, but that didn’t work out. My mom (who is the best of all-time — no shade) was talking my ear off. I couldn’t hear myself think. My patience had run out and I even felt angry. So I left and went on an unplanned hike. I just needed some peace...

My wife Jenny and I are adopting, and as part of that process, have to complete a bazillion tasks. One of those tasks is recording videos of ourselves answering questions compiled by the adoption agency we’re working with. In an effort to begin writing publicly again and share aspects about myself I usually wouldn’t, I typed up answers...