Your birth clean-broke my soul, sprained and bruised by life before you, and reset it to heal proper. As your dad once told me: “Before you, life was in black in white. Now, it’s in amazing Technicolor.”
Author: Kate Trudell
advocate for underdogs, supermom, wonderwife, lover of sparkles, scholar of law, eater of good food
I choose you.
What our beautiful ceremony failed to anticipate is ALLLLLL the choice that comes after “I do.” What I didn’t know, and probably couldn’t know, at the time was that you must make choices every. single. day. after that. Big choices. And little choices. And little choices that lead to big choices. So many choices- all of them relating back to the ultimate choice to stay married.
What dreams may come…
He was rushed to the hospital and we saw a glimmer of hope. Sara and I followed; I was 20. I literally brought my childhood stuffed animal, Sad Sam, with me to the emergency room. The Chaplin met us in the waiting room and asked if we were “next of kin.” I didn’t know what that meant. Sara did. We weren’t next of kin. Or we weren’t yet. Emerson wasn’t even a flutter yet. But Ed was gone.
You be good; I’ll be kind
I can’t wait to navigate grade school mean girls, middle school insecurities, and high school prom drama with you. Or maybe we’ll encounter none of those. But whatever we find along our way, I know you’ll make me do better and be better than I could have imagined before we met. Happy 3rd birthday, sweet sweet girl.
In defense of advocacy
What do you stand for other than pomp and circumstance? Do you stand for the perilous fight? The fight that might make some friends scared, some friends leave and other friends think? Do you stand gallantly on the side of humanity and goodness?
On Wednesdays, we celebrate our #girlsquad
“If we can embrace that idea and celebrate our differences, might we raise a generation of… nice girls? Might we raise a generation of girls that not only love themselves but also love and appreciate the value of their squads?”
Where there is no path
Emerson and me, circa Summer 2007 “Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.” -Ralph Waldo Emerson Lawyer Rule #1: Nothing a lawyer says means much unless someone more important said it first. Everyone (read: one person, ever) keeps telling me I should write a blog….
Fearless
advocate for the underdog, wannabe supermom, wonderwife, lover of sparkles, scholar of law, foodie photo cred: the amazing miss elsie ayala who had this crazy perfect idea to photograph me in a tutu in the middle of the street
lucky, loved & lawyered 