Finding myself in my daughter’s labor and delivery room was somewhat surreal. I can’t begin to describe the indescribable love and closeness I feel for my daughter so the very idea of witnessing her in abject pain was something I didn’t know if I was really prepared for. Because my daughter’s pregnancy was considered … Continue reading
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Life is Good
Driving my adult son to the airport is something I like to do. For this brief interlude, it is just he and I. No cell phones, no distractions, no hidden agendas. On a good day JFK is a mere 15 minutes from home although those fifteen minutes can be indeterminately prolonged depending on the time … Continue reading