The heartbeat of it all.
This isn’t just me writing.
This is me owning every chapter — the good, the ugly, the parts I once tried to drink away.
These letters are for my children.
Some I’ve held. Some I’ve never met.
But all of them carry my heart.
My second chance.
My legacy.
I’m not writing these to make excuses. I’m writing them because they deserve the truth.
Because healing isn’t just about staying sober — it’s about stepping into the fire and telling it like it really was.
Each letter is a piece of the man I used to be, the father I’m becoming, and the bridge I’m building between the two.
Sober Rob 