5 years ago yesterday
I was sitting in a meeting room at 1UP.com - trying to get them to include blogging in their upcoming social networking platform. I remember getting fairly emotional about the whole thing when I get a call from my wife “Lucy’s coming, better get over here”.
So I leave the meeting and get over to the hospital - AFAP. We’re sitting there in Lisa’s (that’s my wife) room - and I’m showing Aryeh - my eldest son, our new digital camera I had bought - just for this occasion. I missed Mimi coming out and I wanted to photo blog the whole thing.
Then Lisa says “hey - you better get over here” and before we know it - Lucy has come out. Lisa never got a chance to get her feet into the stirrups.
The doctors had to dive to catch her.
She came out with a full head of hair.
If only Lisa had kept her legs closed 5 more hours - Lucy would have been born on my birthday. So now - every year, we celebrate Lucy’s birthday - and then it’s mine.
Which is - like - right now.
I’m 52 - Lucy is 5.
I now have a full deck to play with.
A treatise, a company, a white label platform, happy customers, great employees, shitty economy, Babylon Burning - what else could you ask for?
Watch out world.
