Father Figure
Here I am wrestling with the air I’ve inherited and the air I’ve passed on. Facing the wound between my father and I, and recognizing the marks I’ve left on my own children. I’ve collected songs that help me hold both the grief and the grace, the regret and the hope. Here I am embracing the opportunity to breathe more freely and move toward healing.
If you carry wounds like these, may these songs move in you as well. May they remind you that the story is not finished, that breath can return, that love can be renewed. May they inspire you with the strength to forgive, to be forgiven, and to try again. To breathe again.