Right around this time, 25 years ago today, the beautiful young woman on the left entered my life and changed my heart forever.
Her name is Caitlin — we call her Cait — and she turned 25 today, almost to this minute. I remember that like it was yesterday.
She was born in Anne Arundel General Hospital during the 7th inning of the 7th game of the World Series. It was a Sunday, and she was about three weeks late, and that morning I’d woken Donna and we drove to downtown Annapolis for an early breakfast.
Afterwards, we marched about 3 miles around down until she went into labor. We were determined this was going to be the day.
When we showed up on the maternity ward, I got some dirty looks from the nurses, I reckon because I was carrying a cooler full of beer on ice (it’s a long story). Anyway, Donna was in heavy labor from late in the morning until late in the afternoon/early evening — not too long at all, really, for a first child.
And then out popped a tiny little creature with a head full of jet black hair. It was a transcendent moment.
Three more children followed in the years to come but that’s the delivery that will always be etched in my mind, the disorienting feeling of going from just a guy and a husband to a father, with all the attendant and life-changing responsibilities.
Today, Cait holds a Bachelor of Science in Economics from George Mason University, which she earned at 20. She works in the medical recruiting field in San Diego.
And I’m missing her . . . You can’t see it in this picture, but she has Leprechaun eyes — medium brown with flecks of gold in them. They’re the most gorgeous eyes I’ve ever seen.