He that writes to himself writes to an eternal public. -Emerson

Friday, April 27, 2012

Sublime

It's rare, oh so rare, but it does happen:  fatherhood brings you a moment that is truly sublime.  For me it was just the other day, walking home from pizza with the boys, stopping to watch the ballerinas in the dance studio window, and, sigh, Felix starts singing "Young Girl."

Enjoy.


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