Here We Are.
A quiet, intimate poem about fatherhood, time, and the fleeting nature of childhood. In this episode of Stowaway Secrets, I read an original piece about sharing a bed with my three-year-old son — a small, ordinary moment that somehow holds everything: love, memory, and the quiet realization that nothing stays the same for long. This is a reflection on what it means to be a parent… to witness your child grow in real time, to hold moments you know you cannot keep, and to say the things that matter — even if they’re only heard in the dark. If you’ve ever wondered how fast it all goes, or tried to memorize a moment before it disappears, this one’s for you. Topics: fatherhood, parenting, toddlers, childhood memories, poetry, emotional storytelling, personal reflections, growing up, time, love, family Get full access to Ben Savio at bensavio.substack.com/subscribe [https://bensavio.substack.com/subscribe?utm_medium=podcast&utm_campaign=CTA_4]
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