Letters to Gabriel (four)
You know those people? People who talk about their kids all of the time? They go on about some milestone their son or daughter has overcome or is working toward. Sitting up. Smiling. Crawling. Talking. Walking. Algebra. You know. Those people. When they ask, “Wanna see a photo of my kid?” they’re not really asking but rather telling you to put on a smile and open your eyes wide. Today I can say, “count me among them.” I’m on the last leg of back-to-back work trips. LA last we
