When I first saw her, I was struck by how she looked exactly like my beloved grandfather.
When she was a toddler, she would stand on the coffee table and dance - with or without music. Eventually, the table broke and we didn't replace it for about 5 years - more room for her to dance.
When we went out, people would say how happy she made them feel with her easy smile and joy.
She would say she didn't want to go to school or camp because she didn't know anyone. By day's end, everyone knew her name. Sometimes, I questioned her choice of friends.
The teen years haven't been as much fun as the toddler and middle years. But, slowly she talks to me more and more. Occasionally, there's a hug and/or kiss. An "I love you" returned without a fuss.
Often, I've stared at her as she slept in awe of the miracle of her existence. It took me years to accept that I am this beautiful creature's parent.
Prom and graduation are now approaching. College in the fall. Some lessons must be learned by living life. I can't protect her as much as I would like. But, somehow I know she will be fine. A good person. Kind and generous. Loving. Respectful.
She is the love of my life. Her name is Meghan.
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