Saturday, January 31, 2009
The athlete
My first daughter was born with some complications. She was in intensive care the first week of her life. She came out very pale and very quiet. I spent my time in the ICU watching her chest go up and down and watching all these monitors around her. It was not a good start to fatherhood. That was eight years ago. She is now up to my shoulder, a smart girl, and very athletic. She was an extremely good gymnast and had a promising future in the sport but she decided that she wants no part in competitions. I was disappointed at first but I can not impose a sport on a child. She's a great swimmer now but I am sure she will give that up too. Somehow, however, it does not matter. It sure beats being at the ICU. NFS.
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beautiful painting. beautiful story.
i'm john's niece! my sister and i are going to try and come out to see you this coming weekend in san diego. i'm going to go to the website and get more info.
oh, my name is Yolanda. and my last name isn't changes pants while driving. :D
Wow, beautiful story..........
Thanks for sharing this..........
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