Twenty-eight years ago today my beautiful daughter was born.
Twenty-eight years ago.
Where do the years go?
I was almost twenty-five when I had her.
I wanted a girl so bad I couldn't stand it. In the end, it seemed like I was carrying a basketball and I thought
"o.k., just give me a baby."
And it was a girl.
She was my little doll.
I played with her.
She went everywhere with me from the time she was born.
She went to my exercise class with me and sat there, watching us, exercise.
In her "punkin" seat.
From the time she was twelve, she knew she wanted to be a lawyer.
Her class had a "kangaroo court" in the local courthouse.
(I wasn't there.)
In excitement and anticipation, she threw-up on the courthouse steps.
"Laura, do you want to go in?"
"Do you want to proceed?"
She gulped and nodded.
(Her teacher told me, later.)
I wasn't there, but I was told that you would have thought she was a real prosecuting attorney that day.
When it came time to complete her under-grad, she was so driven that she did it in three years. Many students take five years these days.
Despite a Lilly Scholarship, she pushed and finished as fast as possible. She still had three years of law school ahead of her.
When she took the bar, it was insane. It made history. In the first time of the electronic bar, results were lost. We were told there was back-up upon back-up, but it was beyond un-nerving.
Today, she is a powerful attorney in Washington, D.C.
To say I am proud of her is beyond description.
I like to say
"my daughter, the lawyer."
in my best Jewish mama imitation voice.
I make jokes that someday I'll have a bumper-sticker across the back of my bumper on my car that reads
"don't even think about hitting me-my daughter is a high-power attorney and we will sue you beyond anything in your wildest imagination."
The first thing she did when she went to work was to buy me a set of dishes.
She has taken me to the Kennedy Center and to a fancy french restaurant.
Complete with a ride in a fancy limo.
For this Hoosier Mama, it was something out of a fairy-tale.
She is my girl.
She was born on 7/7 and that makes her double-lucky.
And double loved.
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