I’ve never been one for things like ‘resolutions’ or ‘resolve’ especially in the contrived way that we are expected to renew ourselves in the dead of winter each year. The timing of this is all coincidental, so even though this isn’t me writing about my resolution, it might as well be.

By now, the entire world has seen the video of Chris Picco playing Blackbird for his dying infant son. I have seen it several times, and have yet to get through it without at least tearing up a little bit. There is something very sweet and pure about it while simultaneously being one of the saddest things I’ve seen in a long time.

I can’t begin to imagine the devastating impact losing your wife and newborn within days of each other has on a person. I have no idea how you recover from that, how you keep living. I seriously…