Echo chambers are loud, lonely places.
Speeches are easy. Dialogue is hard.
But there are things to learn and stories to hear if we’ll stretch.
If you don’t get it quite right, try again. And again.
You don’t remember, but we chatted for the first time when you were about two minutes old. You were on this thing called a warming table, trying to get used to your new surroundings, and I was standing nearby, staring at your life. So proud, so in awe, so thankful.