|Last visit to Baton Rouge as a 9-year-old.|
I can vividly remember the day ten years ago, when I was in Maryland starting graduate school and my sister was in labor. Owen was almost a week late. I had been home on Beth's actual due date.
I sat in an orientation class of some sort, and for the "ice breaker" fact I shared that my sister was having a baby and I'd rather be with her at that point. The dean of the school did his best to make me feel "other" and wrong about that. He just couldn't understand that desire and mocked me for it.
Beth and I texted for as long as she could manage.
I was in Ikea looking at hanging hooks with my roommate when I got the call from my dad that Owen had arrived.
I didn't get to meet him until nearly four months later -- December 17, 2004. And in the meantime I met Shawn.
Graduate school was the right thing for me, and led me to my life with Shawn. But I sure would have liked to have been there when Owen came into the world.
Now he's a silly, smart and fun boy. It's amazing to realize how quickly the time has gone.
Here's to many, many, many more years of Owen! AMLBO!!!