Riding an elevator shouldn’t be complicated. Yet too often it’s fraught with irritation and chaos, with people doing what (I think) they shouldn’t be doing.
And I’m determined to make sure our child is NOT one of those people.
Ever since I lost my job, I’ve been in a funk.
But a recent conversation with a friend reminded me that feeling better is as simple as changing this one thing.
I have no shortage of quirks and characteristics I hope our child doesn’t inherit from me.
In this video, I discuss one of these traits in particular — a trait that would by no means be life-shattering, but could be life-changing.
When I think about becoming a parent, this is one of my biggest fears, because I’ve never been able to connect with children.
And this lack of ability was never more apparent than the time I made an innocent 8-year-old cry.
Two years ago this week, Emily and I lost our unborn daughter during the 20th week of pregnancy.
Here, I share the lessons I learned from the child I never got to meet with the child we are, G-d-willing, about to.