I love lots of things. Great songs, great people, funny stories, moving moments, being witness to beautiful deeds. Life is a funny proposition. It tells you to dream, dares you to jump and then only sometimes those dreams come out the way you had hoped.
That’s the puzzle. That’s the beauty.
Today I arrive back home from two weeks overseas. Australia, Malaysia and Singapore. When I arrive home, I will be met by my 14 year old, Emelia. This kid is so awesome. She is wise and funny and well, let’s face it, she is just like me…mm well she’s actually similar to me but far better.
She isn’t coming to be with us for a week or for the summer. She is finally going to be living with us, going to school, having birthdays, dating boys(hmmm) and playing soccer all there where I can have access to her awesomeness. I am so happy. I have dreamed this since she was 5 years old and I stopped living in her house.
You never know someone truly except for yourself, I suppose, but trust me this has been a long, difficult road to bring her home. She belongs where I am and where my wife and little ones are. My big boy, Patrick does too, but he’s going to SF State this year.
Basically I’m just sharing with you that today is a great day for me and my family. We all work hard for what we think will make us feel better, money, travel, girls, boys, whatever.
This makes me feel better. Whole. I have dreamed this. What a great day.
My parents would be so thrilled.
I hope that it is a great day for you all as well.
Side note: just found out that every 2 seconds a pair of jeans is sold on EBAY. That’s fucked up.