


Happy 16th Birthday, Dragon
When Dragon turned four, we got him his first car. He zipped around in that Corvette for many years. Last year, when he got back from Johns Hopkins, he asked Daniel, “Dad, at the end of summer, do you think you could start teaching me how to drive?”...
Ten Thousand Nights
Last summer, early in the season, I was running one morning with my friend Thao. She told me that her son, Robbie, who was 9, had asked her a question the night before as they were getting ready for bed. “Mom,” he asked, “How many nights do we...
Joy Is What Happens
I met a new person last week, an old friend of Daniel’s. We had met before, but I don’t think we’d ever had a conversation. “I’m so sorry,” he started out, “about Dragon. I can’t imagine what you guys have been through. I’ve been reading...
Red Mustang
I keep thinking that Dragon should be here. It’s a wordly milestone, I know, the 16th brithday. But that kiddo should be here. He should be here to make me nervous about him driving, he should be here to ask a girl to Homecoming, he should be here to...
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