Easter Sunday 2009
Looking at this photo makes me think about the future and what kind of men these boys will grow to be. They are so different, but the same in that they are both mine. I feel daunted by the responsibility to introduce them to all the flavor, opportunity and possibility that life has to offer. I want the world for them and, naively, I pray they will never suffer the pain of bitterness or despair. I want them to love each other and to love period. I hope they will be confident in their decisions and unrestrained in their appreciation of art, music, dance, science, language and literature. But, above all, I hope they find in their lives the joy they bring to mine.