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.”
Category: Family
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.
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….
lucky, loved & lawyered 