Archive for March, 2011

Dear Santa,

Dear Santa,

I know the economy is rough and all, so I thought I would get my Christmas letter in early this year.  I know it’s only March, but it’s looking like the rest of the year may be pretty bad, so here is what I would like:

1) Food in my pantry to last all year, so I don’t have to worry about my kids going hungry;

2) Gas in my car, so I don’t have to worry about that either;

3) Clothes for my kids, because that’s another big worry;

And Santa while you’re at it could you fly over to the White House and just let Obama know a couple of things.

1) He doesn’t need to worry about obesity, because we can’t afford to buy groceries

2) He doesn’t need to worry about the environment, because we can’t afford to put gas in the cars;

3) We can’t pay any more taxes, because we are BROKE!

Thank you and Merry Christmas in March,



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Sleeping Children

There are few things in this world more precious (or beautiful) than a sleeping child.  A few moments ago, I walked to the bedrooms intent on waking the children for an eventful day.  Yet, something stopped me.  I noticed their sleeping faces.   The children were lost in a world of sleep.  Have you ever stopped to really look at a sleeping child’s face?  It is, as if an angel has fallen to earth and is quietly resting. 

No, I didn’t wake the children. I turned and tiptoed back to the kitchen for a second cup of coffee.  But my thoughts remained on the sleeping children.

I spent nearly a life time attending colleges and law school.  Yet, when I look at my kids I realize it barely matters.  In fact, few things in this world matter.  My great-grandmother once told me that only certain things matter as you age…family, friends, and the  love and laughter you share.  I think she was right.

I seriously doubt one client or employer will remember the work we put in for them, but our kids…they will remember our love.  When I look at Sarah, I think how different her life was as a Russian orphan.  Her future?  Prostitution. Death. Yet to gaze at her now, one will see a sweet, loving, beautiful girl! What about Alex and Peyton?  Poor little Alex would have had no chance at all.  Yet, here he is doing well in school and giving out hugs.   Those three have a future and a family.  We made a difference. 

How wonderful is that?  We made a difference.  Is it a small difference?  Depends on who you ask.  If you were to ask our kids, the difference was life changing. 

So what if I never win another legal battle…so what if I never win the lottery…and so what if I never appear on CNN.  My life mattered to six wonderful people…my kids.

Our kids, that is what we will be remembered for and what we will remember.   When I sing a silly song with the kids or our family travels to a campground for the weekend…we are accomplishing life moments that will remain with us and our kids for lifetimes.  I can imagine our great-grandson telling his child about Grandpa Alex coming to America or Tay telling her daughter about reading books by flashlight and of me tickling her for being awake. 

 That is our legacy!  It’s our family.  And you know, it’s a legacy I’m pretty proud to have made.

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