Today is daughter Maggie’s 25th birthday.
She is an amazing young woman – shiny and fun and creative as a toddler’s birthday party. But also sincere and committed and serious about the sobering things of life like injustice and world poverty.
On this, as on all birthdays, I look back and remember the day she was born, stubborn from the start, refusing to come out without intense prompting even though my body had been saying it was time for over a month.
I also look back to my own 25 year old self and have been reflecting on what I would say to her and to Maggie.
I think I would say…
