The one in the middle?
She’s 28 today. Today! 28! Whip-smart, an attorney passionately dedicated to the rights of the marginalized, married to a wonderful, kind, talented musician.
That’s who that baby is today!
The one holding her? He’s 37 now, an Emmy-winning video editor, making his way in a tough business, hopefully – hopefully – at some point in the near future with the title “showrunner” in front of his name.
The one on the left? He’s 34, married to a lovely young woman, father of two – one of whom we know well, the other we’re super excited to meet in a couple of months – a brilliant guy and an awesomely talented writer, author of a few novels and amazingly perceptive film analyst.
Three of the five, right there.
There is nothing like perspective. It’s why segregated, bifurcated, closed-off communities are so terrible and why our most life-giving dwelling place, instead, is in communities where the old and the young, the new parents and the experienced ones all gather on the front porches and in the town plazas and piazzas and in the dining rooms on a Sunday afternoon – so that the frantic, frazzled, exhausted young parents can see and hear, again and again – it will be all right. Let me help you for a while. It will be fine. And of course, indeed, nothing will go at all as you’ve planned –
– it will be better.