Sarah Prime

23 years ago, just past the turn of midnight, Sarah entered the world and my life.  She was, always has been, and remains one of the most amazing, wonderful people I've ever had the privilege of knowing.

18 years ago, she and Scott would run laps around my office, singing along with these tunes (and others) and screaming and swerving to avoid my lunges, lunges that never quite seemed to reach them, and I smiled and sang along and felt my heart could explode at any second from the sheer mass of love in it. 






I am the luckiest father in the world to have this particular brown-eyed girl--now, woman--as my daughter.

Happy birthday, Sarah.

I love you.